<?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-21099046</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:28:03.320Z</updated><category term='in loving memory'/><category term='Previsões'/><category term='Receitas'/><category term='video e letra'/><category term='Danças salão'/><title type='text'>...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>316</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-693885313079715539</id><published>2011-12-10T20:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T20:16:46.256Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Previsões'/><title type='text'>Os Maias apontam 2012 como o fim de um ciclo na Terra</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="post-title" style="color: #0082ff; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 1.2em; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal;"&gt;Um dos mais antigos povos da América Central, os Maias destacam-se até hoje por sua organizada estrutura de ciência, história, arte e religião. Das várias profecias feitas por esse povo, há mais de 5 mil anos, a que mais chama a atenção de cientistas e filósofos de todo o mundo é a exatidão e o mistério contidos no calendário maia, que cita o ano 2012 como um ano-chave para mudanças em nosso planeta e o fim de um ciclo. No entanto, as sete profecias que marcam a civilização maia trazem, acima de tudo, esperança e conscientização.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entry" style="clear: left; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span id="more-73" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Os maias acreditavam que a nossa Galáxia segue um ciclo imutável, o que pode e deve ser mudado é a consciência da humanidade rumo à evolução. Eles apontam que sua civilização era a quinta iluminada pelo Sol, ou seja, estavam no quinto grande ciclo solar e, por conseqüência, outras quatro já haviam passado pela Terra e foram destruídas por desastres naturais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Os maias previram que o Sol mudará a sua polarização em 22 de dezembro de 2012, após receber um raio sincronizado com origem no centro da Galáxia, um raio que dará origem a explosões solares iniciando a transformação do planeta. Desse modo, uma nova era terá início: o sexto ciclo solar. Os maias relatavam que esse fenômeno acontece a cada 5.125 anos (de acordo com estudiosos e pesquisadores, o início deste ciclo solar se deu no ano 3113 a.C.) e que a Terra será afetada pelo Sol devido a uma mudança no seu eixo de rotação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;As Sete Profecias Maias dizem que a civilização baseada no medo será transformada através das vibrações de harmonia. Mas essa transformação só ocorrerá para quem assim o desejar, será algo pessoal. Os maias não falam em fim do mundo, mas em um processo de transformação em que o espírito ganhará em sua jornada de evolução a esferas mais altas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #0082ff; font-size: 1.4em; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;As sete profecias&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;As Sete Profecias Maias, que resumimos abaixo, aparecem para ajudar a humanidade a ter uma atitude de mudança individual, em que todos deverão almejar a compreensão de sua integração com tudo o que existe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/espelho.jpg" style="color: #0001ac; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-90 alignleft" height="100" src="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/espelho-100x100.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 98%; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" title="Espelho" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;A primeira profecia :&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;É o princípio do tempo não-tempo, que teve início em 1992. Nessa data, o homem começou a fazer mudanças em suas atitudes e consciência, abrindo sua mente a tudo o que existe. Este é um período de 20 anos de duração, no qual a humanidade entra em um período de grande aprendizado e transformação. Após sete anos (a partir de 1999) começa um período de escuridão, em que cada indivíduo se auto-analisará. O homem estará como em um grande salão de espelhos; o materialismo será deixado para trás e inicia-se um processo de libertação do sofrimento.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/solar_eclips_1999.jpg" style="color: #0001ac; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-92 alignleft" height="100" src="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/solar_eclips_1999-100x100.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 98%; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" title="solar_eclips_1999" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;A segunda profecia :&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Afirma que a resposta a tudo está dentro de cada indivíduo e que seu comportamento determinará seu futuro. Confirma que, a partir do eclipse solar de 11 de agosto de 1999, o comportamento da humanidade terá grande transformação. Os maias afirmam que os homens facilmente perderão o controle de suas emoções ou conhecerão sua paz interior. Também indicam que a energia que é recebida do centro da Galáxia causa um aumento na vibração do planeta e das ondas cerebrais, alterando pensamentos, comportamento e sentimentos. Esta profecia sugere dois caminhos: um de compreensão e tolerância e outro de medo e destruição. O caminho a seguir será escolhido por cada um.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/sun_in_x-ray.png" style="color: #0001ac; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-91 alignleft" height="100" src="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/sun_in_x-ray-100x100.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 98%; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" title="sun_in_x-ray" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;A terceira profecia :&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aponta uma grande mudança na temperatura, produzindo transformações climáticas, geológicas e sociais em uma magnitude nunca antes vista e em incrível rapidez. Uma delas será decorrente do próprio homem, devido à sua falta de consciência em cuidar e proteger os recursos naturais do planeta, e as outras geradas pelo próprio Sol, o qual intensificará sua atividade pelo aumento das vibrações.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/derretimento.jpg" style="color: #0001ac; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-93 alignleft" height="100" src="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/derretimento-100x100.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 98%; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" title="Derretimento dos Pólos" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;A quarta profecia :&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Relata que a conduta antiecológica do ser humano e o aumento da atividade solar causarão o derretimento dos pólos. A Terra estará apta a se recompor, porém com mudanças na composição física dos continentes. Os maias ainda apontam que, de acordo com seus estudos, a cada 117 giros do planeta Vênus, o Sol sofre novas alterações com grandes explosões e ventos solares, o que coincide com o final deste ciclo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/criacao.jpg" style="color: #0001ac; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-94 alignleft" height="100" src="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/criacao-100x100.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 98%; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;A quinta profecia :&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Todos os sistemas que se baseiam no medo sofrerão uma drástica mudança junto com o planeta e o homem passará por uma transformação para dar caminho a uma nova e harmônica realidade. Os sistemas falharão e o homem terá de olhar para si a fim de encontrar uma resposta para reorganizar a sociedade e continuar o caminho à evolução, que o levará a entender a criação.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/cometa.jpg" style="color: #0001ac; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-95 alignleft" height="100" src="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/cometa-100x100.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 98%; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;A sexta profecia :&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mostra que nos anos finais aparecerá um cometa cuja trajetória pode pôr em perigo a existência do homem. Essa cultura de considerar o cometa como um agente de mudança vem pôr movimento ao existente equilíbrio, permitindo a evolução da consciência. Para os maias, Deus é a presença da vida, apresenta variadas formas e está em tudo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/galaxia.jpg" style="color: #0001ac; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignnone size-thumbnail wp-image-96 alignleft" height="100" src="http://www.evoluindo.org/wp-content/uploads//2008/05/galaxia-100x100.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #eeeeee; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 98%; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;" title="galaxia" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;A sétima profecia :&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Esta profecia aponta que, entre os anos 1999 e 2012, uma luz emitida do centro da Galáxia sincronizará todos os seres vivos e permitirá que voluntariamente iniciem uma transformação interna que produzirá novas realidades. Os maias mencionam que cada um terá a oportunidade de mudar e quebrar suas limitações, criando uma nova era, em que a comunicação será pelo pensamento. Os limites desaparecerão, uma nova era de luz e transparência terá início e as mentiras desaparecerão.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;Fonte:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.folhaespirita.com.br/" style="color: #0001ac; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Folha Espírita&lt;/a&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/21099046-693885313079715539?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/693885313079715539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=693885313079715539' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/693885313079715539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/693885313079715539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/12/os-maias-apontam-2012-como-o-fim-de-um.html' title='Os Maias apontam 2012 como o fim de um ciclo na Terra'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-1487616585281522298</id><published>2011-09-19T23:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T23:23:00.190+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video e letra'/><title type='text'>Don Omar - Danza Kuduro ft. Lucenzo</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7zp1TbLFPp8?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;amp;X El Orfanato&lt;br /&gt;Danza Kuduroooo&lt;br /&gt;Plo plo plo plo&lt;br /&gt;Lucenzo l Orfanato&lt;br /&gt;El Rey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las manos arriba cintura sola&lt;br /&gt;Da media vuelta danza kuduro&lt;br /&gt;No te canses ahora que esto solo empieza&lt;br /&gt;Mueve la cabeza danza kuduro (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien puede domar la fuerza del mar&lt;br /&gt;Que se mete por tus venas&lt;br /&gt;Lo caliente del sol que se te metio&lt;br /&gt;Y no te deja quieta nena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien puede parar eso que al bailar&lt;br /&gt;Descontrola tus caderas sexy&lt;br /&gt;Y ese fuego que quema por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Y lento te convierte en fiera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con las manos arriba cintura sola&lt;br /&gt;Da media vuelta y sacude duro&lt;br /&gt;No te quites ahora que esto solo empieza&lt;br /&gt;Mueve la cabeza y sacude duro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balançar què uma loucura&lt;br /&gt;Morena vem o meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Ninguem vai ficar parado&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver Mexa kuduro&lt;br /&gt;Balançar què uma loucura&lt;br /&gt;Morena vem o meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Ninguem vai ficar parado oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi oi oi, oi oi oi&lt;br /&gt;E para quebrar kuduro, vamos dançar kuduro&lt;br /&gt;Oi oi oi, oi oi oi&lt;br /&gt;Seja morena o loira, vem balançar kuduro&lt;br /&gt;Oi oi oi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las manos arriba cintura sola&lt;br /&gt;Da media vuelta danza kuduro&lt;br /&gt;No te canses ahora que esto solo empieza&lt;br /&gt;Mueve la cabeza danza kuduro (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balançar què uma loucura&lt;br /&gt;Morena vem o meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Ninguem vai ficar parado&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver Mexa kuduro&lt;br /&gt;Balançar què uma loucura&lt;br /&gt;Morena vem o meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Ninguem vai ficar parado oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi oi oi, oi oi oi&lt;br /&gt;E para quebrar kuduro, vamos dançar kuduro&lt;br /&gt;Oi oi oi, oi oi oi&lt;br /&gt;Seja morena o loira, vem balançar kuduro&lt;br /&gt;Oi oi oi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Orfanatooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;Las manos arriba cintura sola&lt;br /&gt;Da media vuelta danza kuduro&lt;br /&gt;No te canses ahora que esto solo empieza&lt;br /&gt;Mueve la cabeza danza kuduro (x2)&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;amp;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuente: musica.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-1487616585281522298?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/1487616585281522298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=1487616585281522298' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1487616585281522298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1487616585281522298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/09/don-omar-danza-kuduro-ft-lucenzo.html' title='Don Omar - Danza Kuduro ft. Lucenzo'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7zp1TbLFPp8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-6503559179224703656</id><published>2011-08-29T21:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T21:46:56.383+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video e letra'/><title type='text'>Luis Fonsi - Respira</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yEM-3yMI6yc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ciegas cruzando entre el miedo y la pena.&lt;br /&gt;Sola de fé, golpeas la pared.&lt;br /&gt;Arañas el mantel,&lt;br /&gt;temblando como un barco de papel.&lt;br /&gt;Te veo, entiendo que estás bajo cero.&lt;br /&gt;Cerca de ti, me quedo sin hablar.&lt;br /&gt;Te escucho sin juzgar y&lt;br /&gt;trato de ayudarte a respirar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo sé cuanto cuesta sufrir, descansa mi amor.&lt;br /&gt;Respira, aguanta un segundo y respira.&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos y mira.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras te duela, respira conmigo el dolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañana si el juego te sirve otra carta,&lt;br /&gt;una mejor, sé que voy a estar ahí.&lt;br /&gt;Para apostar por tí y celebrar que quieres ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Se puede aprender a sufrir, por eso, mi amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respira, aguanta un segundo y respira.&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos y mira. Muerde la rabia y respira.&lt;br /&gt;La vida, a veces no es justa la vida.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy sólo hay velas caídas.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras te duela, respira conmigo el dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Llora hasta las lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Suelta hasta la última.&lt;br /&gt;Baja hasta el fin,&lt;br /&gt;que de allí no pasarás.&lt;br /&gt;No me moveré de aquí.&lt;br /&gt;Yo no dejaré que te ahogues en el mar.&lt;br /&gt;Si aún puedes respirar, respira, respira, respira.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh... oh,&lt;br /&gt;respira aguanta un segundo y respira.&lt;br /&gt;Cierra los ojos y mira.&lt;br /&gt;Muerde la rabia y respira.&lt;br /&gt;La vida, a veces no es justa la vida.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy solo hay velas caídas.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras te duela respira conmigo el dolor. Respira....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-6503559179224703656?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/6503559179224703656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=6503559179224703656' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6503559179224703656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6503559179224703656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/08/luis-fonsi-respira.html' title='Luis Fonsi - Respira'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yEM-3yMI6yc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-8771270988940087971</id><published>2011-06-27T19:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T19:51:32.535+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CONSELHOS DE UM FILHO A TODOS OS PAIS DO MUNDO</title><content type='html'>1.Não me dês tudo aquilo que eu peço. Às vezes só o faço para ver até quanto tu me podes dar.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Não me grites. Respeito-te menos quando o fazes e também me ensinas a gritar e eu não quero fazê-lo.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Não me dês ordens. Se em vez de ordens, às vezes pedires as coisas, eu fa-lo-ei mais rápido e com mais prazer.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Cumpre as tuas promessas boas ou más. Se me prometeres uma prenda dás-ma e se merecer um castigo, dás-mo também.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Não me compares com ninguém, especialmente com o meu irmão ou irmã. Se tu me fazes sentir melhor que o resto, alguém vai sofrer e se me fazes sentir pior que os outros serei eu quem sofre.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Não mudes tantas vezes de opinião acerca daquilo que eu devo fazer. Decide e mantêm essa decisão.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Deixa-me valer por mim próprio. Se tu fazes tudo por mim eu nunca poderei aprender.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Não digas mentiras, nem me peças que eu o faça por ti. Fazes-me sentir mal e perder a fé naquilo que tu me dizes.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Quando eu faço algo de errado, não exijas que te diga porque o fiz. Ajuda-me a compreender.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Quando te enganas nalguma coisa, admite-o e crescerá o respeito que eu tenho por ti. Ensinas-me simultaneamente a aceitar os meus erros também.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Trata-me com a mesma afabilidade e cordialidade com que tratas os teus amigos. O facto de nós sermos família não significa que não possamos ser amigos também.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Não me digas para fazer uma coisa quando tu não a fazes. Eu aprendo aquilo que tu fazes embora não o digas, mas nunca farei o que tu dizes e que não fazes.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Quando te conto os meus problemas, não digas "Não tenho tempo para parvoíces" ou "isso não tem importância“. Trata de me compreender e de me ajudar.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Finalmente ama-me e diz-mo. Eu gosto de te ouvir dizer, embora não julgues necessário dizer-mo.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor Desconhecido&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-8771270988940087971?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/8771270988940087971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=8771270988940087971' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/8771270988940087971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/8771270988940087971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/06/conselhos-de-um-filho-todos-os-pais-do.html' title='CONSELHOS DE UM FILHO A TODOS OS PAIS DO MUNDO'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-2421167348229910138</id><published>2011-06-21T22:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T22:08:29.885+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video e letra'/><title type='text'>Camila - Mientes</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xftFxCYQTdk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú llegaste a mi vida para enseñarme, &lt;br /&gt;tú, supiste encenderme y luego apagarme, &lt;br /&gt;tú, te hiciste indispensable para mi, y... y... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y con los ojos cerrados te seguí, &lt;br /&gt;si yo busqué dolor lo conseguí, &lt;br /&gt;no eres la persona que pensé, que creí, que pedí. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientes, me haces daño y luego te arrepientes &lt;br /&gt;ya no tiene caso que lo intentes &lt;br /&gt;no me quedan ganas de sentir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegas cuando estoy a punto de olvidarte &lt;br /&gt;busca tu camino en otra parte &lt;br /&gt;mientras busco el tiempo que perdí &lt;br /&gt;y hoy estoy mejor sin ti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy&lt;br /&gt;de nuevo recordando lo que soy&lt;br /&gt;sabiendo lo que das y lo que doy&lt;br /&gt;en mi no queda espacio para ti, y... y... y... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y el tiempo hizo lo suyo y comprendí &lt;br /&gt;las cosas no suceden porque si, &lt;br /&gt;no eres la persona que pensé, que creí, que pedí. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientes, me haces daño y luego te arrepientes &lt;br /&gt;ya no tiene caso que lo intentes &lt;br /&gt;no me quedan ganas de sentir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegas cuando estoy a punto de olvidarte &lt;br /&gt;busca tu camino en otra parte &lt;br /&gt;mientras busco el tiempo que perdí &lt;br /&gt;y hoy estoy mejor sin ti, &lt;br /&gt;y hoy estoy mejor sin ti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegas cuando estoy a punto de olvidarte &lt;br /&gt;busca tu camino en otra parte &lt;br /&gt;mientras busco el tiempo que perdí &lt;br /&gt;y hoy estoy mejor sin ti, &lt;br /&gt;y hoy estoy mejor sin ti, &lt;br /&gt;y hoy estoy mejor sin ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-2421167348229910138?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/2421167348229910138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=2421167348229910138' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/2421167348229910138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/2421167348229910138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/06/camila-mientes.html' title='Camila - Mientes'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xftFxCYQTdk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-5185020160165432312</id><published>2011-06-21T21:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T22:00:19.594+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video e letra'/><title type='text'>Luis Fonsi - Gritar</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WTg1EvLMlv8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el aire se agota y te aprietan las botas de tanto&lt;br /&gt; andar cuando la cuenta es injusta y lo que mas te gusta &lt;br /&gt;te sabe mal&lt;br /&gt;De repente el disfraz de un soldado valiente te queda &lt;br /&gt;pintado das un paso al frente, por que son urgente las &lt;br /&gt;cosas que siempre has callado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y gritar y gritar y gritar y cederle al coraje un lugar&lt;br /&gt;Y ponerle nombre al miedo&lt;br /&gt;y arrancarle un rayo al cielo ser feliz aunque pueda fallar&lt;br /&gt;por que un nudo en la garganta no se suelta si se aguanta&lt;br /&gt; las espinas no se deben tragar&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras tienen filo y a mi nadie me a prohibido gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como un perro asustado que nunca a ha ladrado te sentiras,&lt;br /&gt; como un disco olvido que nadie a tocado resonaras&lt;br /&gt;Por que nadie firmo con su sangre una ley que te quite el&lt;br /&gt; derecho&lt;br /&gt;De pasar al frente y mostrar los dientes soltando la voz &lt;br /&gt;de tu pecho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y gritar y gritar y gritar y cederle al coraje un lugar&lt;br /&gt;Y ponerle nombre al miedo&lt;br /&gt;y arrancarle un rayo al cielo ser feliz aunque pueda fallar&lt;br /&gt;por que un nudo en la garganta no se suelta si se aguanta&lt;br /&gt; las espinas no se deben tragar&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras tienen filo y a mi nadie me a prohibido gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que guardas dentro se ira secando con el tiempo, sacalo &lt;br /&gt;fuera vale mas&lt;br /&gt;Que condenarlo a callar y gritar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y gritar y gritar y gritar y cederle al coraje un lugar&lt;br /&gt;Y ponerle nombre al miedo&lt;br /&gt;y arrancarle un rayo al cielo ser feliz aunque pueda fallar&lt;br /&gt;por que un nudo en la garganta no se suelta si se aguanta&lt;br /&gt; las espinas no se deben tragar&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras tienen filo y a mi nadie me a prohibido gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuente: musica.com&lt;br /&gt;Letra añadida por deviii_LF&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-5185020160165432312?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/5185020160165432312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=5185020160165432312' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5185020160165432312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5185020160165432312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/06/luis-fonsi-gritar.html' title='Luis Fonsi - Gritar'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WTg1EvLMlv8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-223164931198540833</id><published>2011-06-16T21:34:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:00:11.068+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in loving memory'/><title type='text'>In loving memory of PEPE</title><content type='html'>... with all our love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i1GmxMTwUgs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-223164931198540833?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/223164931198540833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=223164931198540833' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/223164931198540833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/223164931198540833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-loving-memory-of-pepe.html' title='In loving memory of PEPE'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/i1GmxMTwUgs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-6860412650218553813</id><published>2011-06-16T20:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:00:27.608+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in loving memory'/><title type='text'>Para: Pepe</title><content type='html'>Uma pessoa não aparece na nossa vida por acaso, não atravessa o nosso caminho sem ter um porque,há sempre alguém que vem para nos ensinar, e depende de nós, aprender ou não. Vê oportunidade em tudo, aprendizagem em todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado por teres feito parte da nossa vida...nunca te iremos esquecer. Estarás para sempre no nosso coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoOouefUbSk/TfvACwOQMzI/AAAAAAAAC3g/oMY00ZWsjy0/s1600/work.1835818.2.flat%252C550x550%252C075%252Cf.in-loving-memory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoOouefUbSk/TfvACwOQMzI/AAAAAAAAC3g/oMY00ZWsjy0/s320/work.1835818.2.flat%252C550x550%252C075%252Cf.in-loving-memory.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619296113611780914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias Pepe por todo el amor que nos has dado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-6860412650218553813?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/6860412650218553813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=6860412650218553813' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6860412650218553813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6860412650218553813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/06/para-pepe.html' title='Para: Pepe'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoOouefUbSk/TfvACwOQMzI/AAAAAAAAC3g/oMY00ZWsjy0/s72-c/work.1835818.2.flat%252C550x550%252C075%252Cf.in-loving-memory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-7184481310739360951</id><published>2011-06-11T19:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T19:52:55.436+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Receitas'/><title type='text'>Churrasco na Panela de Pressão</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tdELoKsIr74" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-7184481310739360951?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/7184481310739360951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=7184481310739360951' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7184481310739360951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7184481310739360951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/06/churrasco-na-panela-de-pressao.html' title='Churrasco na Panela de Pressão'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tdELoKsIr74/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-8507513060499029517</id><published>2011-06-10T21:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T21:09:36.001+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas - Ricky Martin</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q8fDPPIuQvo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Muévelo)&lt;br /&gt;(Súbelo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tico era un Boricua de Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;Cantaba en el subway&lt;br /&gt;Con su beat box y su electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;Por las noches era DJ&lt;br /&gt;Se paraban en las sillas&lt;br /&gt;Y el ponía el mundo a girar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que bellos tiempos&lt;br /&gt;Cuando se bailaba hasta morir&lt;br /&gt;Saltando al cielo&lt;br /&gt;Con ésa locura de vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Coro)&lt;br /&gt;Hay que pedirle&lt;br /&gt;Más más más a la vida&lt;br /&gt;Que sea hasta que se apague el sol&lt;br /&gt;Y la luna&lt;br /&gt;Y que no importe&lt;br /&gt;Más más más lo que digan&lt;br /&gt;Como si fuera la la última noche&lt;br /&gt;De tus días&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muévelo&lt;br /&gt;Muévelo llévalo pa’ arriba&lt;br /&gt;Súbelo&lt;br /&gt;Súbelo con adrenalina&lt;br /&gt;Gózalo&lt;br /&gt;Gózalo que tu cuerpo pida&lt;br /&gt;Muévelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martica era una chica de Miami&lt;br /&gt;Que siempre soñaba&lt;br /&gt;Ser modelo y conquistar Nueva York&lt;br /&gt;Maquillada todo el día&lt;br /&gt;Los tacones le dolían&lt;br /&gt;Y la coronamos reina del show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que bellos tiempos&lt;br /&gt;Cuando se bailaba hasta morir&lt;br /&gt;Saltando al cielo&lt;br /&gt;Con esa locura de vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca te detengas&lt;br /&gt;Haz lo que tú sientas&lt;br /&gt;Sigue tu destino&lt;br /&gt;Fuera del camino&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-8507513060499029517?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/8507513060499029517/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=8507513060499029517' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/8507513060499029517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/8507513060499029517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/06/mas-ricky-martin.html' title='Mas - Ricky Martin'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Q8fDPPIuQvo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-7359214628843099350</id><published>2011-06-10T20:11:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T20:17:51.916+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Receitas'/><title type='text'>PAN CON TOMATE Y BUTIFARRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4nh_gnmzVg/TfJtzZtVyWI/AAAAAAAAC3I/TK3V_KxoKAc/s1600/butifarra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4nh_gnmzVg/TfJtzZtVyWI/AAAAAAAAC3I/TK3V_KxoKAc/s320/butifarra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616672415126243682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENTES PARA 4 PERSONAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pan payés, 4 rebanadas&lt;br /&gt;butifarra blanca, 1/2 unidad&lt;br /&gt;diente de ajo, 1 unidad&lt;br /&gt;sal,  al gusto&lt;br /&gt;butifarra negra, 1/2 unidad&lt;br /&gt;tomate maduro, 2 unidades&lt;br /&gt;aceite de oliva virgen, 2 cucharadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELABORACIÓN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colocar las rebanadas de pan en la parrilla del horno con el grill encendido y dejar hasta que estén tostadas. Pelar el diente de ajo y cortar uno de los extremos, raspando con él las tostadas por uno de los lados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partir los tomates por la mitad y frotar la pulpa cuidadosamente por ambos lados de las rebanadas de pan. Sazonar el pan y rociar con un poco de aceite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cortar las butifarras en rodajas y colocarlas sobre las rebanadas de pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FICHA DE LA RECETA&lt;br /&gt;Calorias: BAJA&lt;br /&gt;Concepto: FRIO&lt;br /&gt;Coste: MEDIO&lt;br /&gt;Dificultad: BAJA&lt;br /&gt;Método: TRADICIONAL&lt;br /&gt;Origen: CATALUÑA&lt;br /&gt;Tiempo: 15 minutos&lt;br /&gt;Tipo: BOCADILLOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retirado de: &lt;a href="http://www.cocinavino.com/recetario/receta_info.php?id_receta=1088"&gt;Cocinavino.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-7359214628843099350?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/7359214628843099350/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=7359214628843099350' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7359214628843099350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7359214628843099350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2011/06/pan-con-tomate-y-butifarra.html' title='PAN CON TOMATE Y BUTIFARRA'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4nh_gnmzVg/TfJtzZtVyWI/AAAAAAAAC3I/TK3V_KxoKAc/s72-c/butifarra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-8019244712441282082</id><published>2010-11-11T09:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-15T15:45:00.978Z</updated><title type='text'>Joyeux Anniversaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/TNl_K6lyFMI/AAAAAAAACyw/oF0EDQthwEU/s320/Bagas%2Bde%2BGoji.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537597042331882690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O que é o Goji e quais os seus benefícios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Goji tem sido a grande sensação dos últimos tempos, e são dados a conhecer a cada dia que passa mais estudos e estudos cada vez mais aprofundados sobre esse fruto maravilhoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso queremos dar-vos a conhecer algumas das suas propriedades e usos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goji é a fruta da planta Lycium barbarum, proveniente dos Himalais, (Norte da China e Tibete). Apresenta-se em forma de baga vermelha. O seu aspecto assemelha-se em muito à nossa conhecida uva passa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora seja usado há milhares de anos na China, Tibete e Índia, tanto na alimentação como constituinte de fórmulas de fitoterapia da Medicina Tradicional Chinesa, só começou a despertar o interesse da ciência ocidental, quando se começou a descobrir a sua qualidade nutritiva e o seu poder antioxidante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Informação Nutricional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um pequena síntese do seu valor nutritivo:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contém 19 aminoácidos, incluindo 8 aminoácidos essenciais.&lt;br /&gt;Contém 21 minerais vestigiais, incluindo Germânio , com actividade anti-cancerígena, que é raro como fito-nutriente.&lt;br /&gt;Contém grande teor de proteínas.&lt;br /&gt;Contém o espectro completo de carotenóides antioxidantes, incluindo Beta-caroteno (em maior concentração que a cenoura) e zeaxantina (protector dos olhos). O Goji é a maior fonte de carotenóides conhecida.&lt;br /&gt;Contém 2500 mg de vitamina C por 100 gramas da fruta.&lt;br /&gt;Contém Beta-Sisterol, fito-nutriente com função anti-inflamatória, que ajuda também a equilibrar os níveis de colesterol e pode ser usado no tratamento de impotência sexual e equilíbrio da próstata.&lt;br /&gt;Contém ácidos gordos (ómega 3 e 6), que são necessários para síntese de hormonas e regula o funcionamento do cérebro e sistema nervoso.&lt;br /&gt;Contém Cyperone, um fito-nutriente que traz benefícios ao coração e à pressão sanguínea.&lt;br /&gt;Contém Physalin, fito-nutriente usado nos transtornos da hepatite B.&lt;br /&gt;Contém Betaína, fito-nutriente usado pelo fígado para produzir colina. A betaína doa grupos metil, promovendo reacções energéticas no corpo, ajuda a reduzir o nível de homocisteína, um factor de risco em problemas cardíacos, protege a célula ao nível de DNA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Benefícios das Bagas Goji&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protege o corpo do envelhecimento e aumenta a longevidade&lt;br /&gt;Promove a energia e bem-estar em geral&lt;br /&gt;Protege contra doenças cardio-vasculares e inflamatórias&lt;br /&gt;Fortifica e mantém um sistema imunitário saudável&lt;br /&gt;Alguns estudos apontam como tendo propriedades anti-cancerígenas&lt;br /&gt;Combate a artrite&lt;br /&gt;Baixa o colesterol&lt;br /&gt;Equilibra os níveis de pressão do sangue&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda no processo digestivo e na perda de peso&lt;br /&gt;Melhora os níveis de insulina nos diabéticos&lt;br /&gt;Melhora as cataratas, a visão turva e a audição&lt;br /&gt;Fortalece e suporta a função saudável do fígado e dos rins&lt;br /&gt;Fortalece os ossos e os tendões&lt;br /&gt;Mantém um sistema nervoso saudável&lt;br /&gt;Protege a pele dos danos causados pelo sol&lt;br /&gt;Aumenta a líbido e o desempenho sexual&lt;br /&gt;Promove a fertilidade&lt;br /&gt;As Goji berries têm ainda a propriedade de o fazer rir e sorrir durante o dia todo. Por isso há quem lhes chame de happy berry ou smiling berry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como usar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directamente do pacote, em misturas com outras frutas secas e/ou frescas, em batidos, mueslis, chás (excelente para melhorar o sabor de alguns chás medicinais, mitigando o sabor adstringente ou amargo que muitas plantas têm). Também podem ser demolhadas e rehidratadas em água. Esta água é excelente para hidratar o corpo e pode ser usada como base para qualquer receita culinária.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dosagem:&lt;/b&gt; quantidade razoável: 15 a 45 gramas diárias, ou seja, cerca de uma mão-cheia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Referências:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goji&lt;br /&gt;http://www.centrovegetariano.org/Article-490-Goji%2BBerries%2B-%2Bas%2Bbagas%2Banti-envelhecimento.html&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-3274861918607605635?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/3274861918607605635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=3274861918607605635' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/3274861918607605635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/3274861918607605635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2010/11/bagas-de-goji.html' title='Bagas de Goji'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/TNl_K6lyFMI/AAAAAAAACyw/oF0EDQthwEU/s72-c/Bagas%2Bde%2BGoji.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-5614799535570258436</id><published>2010-09-20T08:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T08:43:10.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AS PALAVRAS K NUNCA TE DIREI...</title><content type='html'>Era uma vez um rapazinho que tinha um temperamento muito explosivo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, o pai deu-lhe um saco cheio de pregos e uma tábua de madeira. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disse-lhe que martelasse um prego na tábua cada vez que perdesse a paciência com alguém.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No primeiro dia o rapaz pregou 37 pregos na tábua. Já nos dias seguintes, enquanto ia aprendendo a controlar a ira, o número de pregos martelados por dia foram diminuindo gradualmente.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele foi descobrindo que dava menos trabalho controlar a ira do que ter que ir todos os dias pregar vários pregos na tábua...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente chegou o dia em que não perdeu a paciência uma vez que fosse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falou com o pai sobre seu sucesso e sobre como se sentia melhor por não explodir com os outros.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pai sugeriu-lhe que retirasse todos os pregos da tábua e que lha trouxesse.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O rapaz trouxe então a tábua, já sem os pregos, e entregou-a ao pai. Este disse-lhe:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Estás de parabéns, filho! Mas repara nos buracos que os pregos deixaram na tábua. Nunca mais ela será como antes. Quando falas enquanto estas com raiva, as tuas palavras deixam marcas como essas. Podes enfiar uma faca em alguém e depois retira-la, mas não importa quantas vezes peças desculpas, a cicatriz ainda continuará lá. Uma agressão verbal é tão violenta como uma agressão física. Amigos são jóias raras, cada vez mais raras. Eles fazem-te sorrir e encorajam-te a alcançar o sucesso. Eles emprestam-te o ombro, compartilham os teus momentos de alegria, e têm sempre o coração aberto para ti.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Desculpa se já deixei alguma marca na tua tábua... "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-5614799535570258436?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/5614799535570258436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=5614799535570258436' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5614799535570258436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5614799535570258436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-palavras-k-nunca-te-direi.html' title='AS PALAVRAS K NUNCA TE DIREI...'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-8337130511333313969</id><published>2010-08-04T20:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T20:32:39.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDS WILL BE FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QaGTTKFJ140&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QaGTTKFJ140&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-8337130511333313969?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/8337130511333313969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=8337130511333313969' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/8337130511333313969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/8337130511333313969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2010/08/friends-will-be-friends.html' title='FRIENDS WILL BE FRIENDS'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-2319374578821573077</id><published>2010-07-11T23:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:40:04.244+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ESPAÑA CAMPEONES!!!</title><content type='html'>Wavin' Flag (feat. K'naan)&lt;br /&gt;David Bisbal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXUr4rh2LRE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXUr4rh2LRE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo,ooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Give me freedom! give me fire!&lt;br /&gt;Give me reason! take me higher!&lt;br /&gt;See the champions take the field now!&lt;br /&gt;You'll be fighters! make us feel proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En las calles, muchas manos, levantadas celebrando,&lt;br /&gt;Una fiesta sin descanso, los paìses&lt;br /&gt;Como hermanos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta y une tu voz, grita fuerte que te ecuche el sol,&lt;br /&gt;El partido ya va a comenzar, todos juntos vamos a ganar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unidos seremos grandes, seremos fuertes somos 1 pueblo&lt;br /&gt;Bandera de libertad , ke viene y ke va (x4)&lt;br /&gt;When i get older, i will be stronger!&lt;br /&gt;They will call me freedom, just like the waving flag!&lt;br /&gt;Now wave your flag ( x7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo, ooooo,oooo (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danos vida, danos fuego, ke nos lleve a lo alto,&lt;br /&gt;Campeones o vencidos, pero unidos a intentarlo,&lt;br /&gt;In the streets are exalted people as we lose our inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;Celebration is around us! every nation all around us!&lt;br /&gt;Singing forever young, singing songs underneath the sun!&lt;br /&gt;Let's rejoice the beautiful game and together at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;We all say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unidos, seremos grandes, seremos fuertes somos 1 pueblo,&lt;br /&gt;Bandera de libertad, when i get older, i will be stronger, they'll call me freedom, just like the waving flag! now wave your flag (x7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody will be singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo,ooo.ooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-2319374578821573077?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/2319374578821573077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=2319374578821573077' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/2319374578821573077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/2319374578821573077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2010/07/espana-campeones.html' title='ESPAÑA CAMPEONES!!!'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-468122994159994636</id><published>2010-07-11T23:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:24:44.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PARABÉNS ESPANHA!!!</title><content type='html'>Waka Waka (Esto Es África)&lt;br /&gt;Shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HUiPKcF7Z14&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HUiPKcF7Z14&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegó el momento, caen las murallas&lt;br /&gt;Va a comenzar la unica justa de las batallas&lt;br /&gt;No duele el golpe, no existe el miedo&lt;br /&gt;Quitate el polvo, ponte de pie y vuelves al ruedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la presión, se siente&lt;br /&gt;Espera en ti tu gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora vamos por todo&lt;br /&gt;Y te acompaña la suerte&lt;br /&gt;Tsamina mina sangalewa&lt;br /&gt;Porqué esto es África&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsamina mina eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Waka Waka eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Tsamina mina sangalewa&lt;br /&gt;Porqué esto es África&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye a tu dios y no estarás solo&lt;br /&gt;Llegaste aquí para brillar, lo tienes todo&lt;br /&gt;La hora se acerca, es el momento&lt;br /&gt;Vas a ganar cada batalla, ya lo presiento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay que empezar de cero&lt;br /&gt;Para tocar el cielo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora vamos por todo&lt;br /&gt;Y todos vamos por ellos&lt;br /&gt;Tsamina mina sangalewa&lt;br /&gt;Porqué esto es África&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsamina mina eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Waka waka eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Tsamina mina sangalewa&lt;br /&gt;Anawa aa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsamina mina eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Waka waka eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Tsamina mina sangalewa&lt;br /&gt;Porqué esto es África&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tongo eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Tongo eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;Tsamina mina sangalewa&lt;br /&gt;anawa ah ah (BIS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que esto es Africa&lt;br /&gt;Por que esto es Africa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-468122994159994636?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-6889508837570690719</id><published>2010-05-23T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:27:16.614+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Morreu cantor Beto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c4GcwaWt7jw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c4GcwaWt7jw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A música portuguesa está de luto...&lt;div 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posee 32 músculos en cada oreja. Además, funcionan como antenas parabólicas y se dirigen hacia la fuente del sonido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los gatos recién nacidos tienen los ojos azules. Transcurren varios meses hasta que alcanzan su color definitivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las fosas nasales del gato tienen 19 millones de terminaciones nerviosas. Las del hombre poseen sólo 5 millones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A los gatos se los identifica por su nariz. El ser humano tiene huellas dactilares únicas. La nariz del gato es su "huella dactilar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los bigotes del gato se caen periódicamente y vuelven a crecer. Su desaparición afecta al movimiento y al sentido de orientación del animal. Por eso, es importante no cortarlos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada gato tiene su propio maullido y ronroneo. Pueden que dos gatos tengan un ronroneo parecido pero a pesar de todo siempre existe alguna diferencia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las manchas de los Siameses en las patas, cola, orejas nariz y boca es donde tienen la temperatura del cuerpo mas baja que en la parte que son blancos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nepeta cataria, también llamada menta de los gatos, de la familia del tomillo y la lavanda. Su perfume desencadena un comportamiento en el animal, similar al de una hembra en celo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los gatos tricolores siempre son hembras. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se creía que los gatos eran incapaces de distinguir los colores. Sin embargo, estudios recientes demuestran que pueden ver el azul, el verde y el rojo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los gatos no pueden percibir los sabores dulces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El gato puede percibir sonidos aproximadamente dos octavos más altos que el hombre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un gato tiene cuatro hileras de bigotes a cada lado de la cara; cuando el animal está tranquilo, permanecen de lado, mientras que se disponen hacia atrás si está en posición de ataque o defensa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lengua del gato está formada por pequeños "ganchos", que les son útiles para atrapar y desgarrar el alimento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los estadounidenses gastan anualmente más dinero en comida para gatos que en comida para bebés. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La visión nocturna del gato es alrededor de seis veces mejor que la del hombre gracias al Tapetum Lucidum, una estructura del ojo compuesta por células capaces de funcionar como espejos, amplificando el más tenue rayo de luz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mayoría de los gatos carece de pestañas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El ronroneo no siempre significa tranquilidad. El gato también ronronea cuando está enfermo o asustado, y se dice que lo hace para tranquilizarse a sí mismo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los gatos duermen de 16 a 19 horas diarias. Pero aún dormidos, están alertas a cualquier estímulo. &lt;br /&gt;Además de hacerlo con la nariz, los gatos huelen con un órgano, llamado de Jacobson, situado en la parte superior de la boca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cola es un órgano fundamental para el equilibrio del gato; funciona como una pértiga en manos del equilibrista o funámbulista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los gatos pueden "vocalizar" en torno a cien sonidos diferentes, mientras que los perros sólo diez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-5767072830638477057?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/5767072830638477057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=5767072830638477057' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5767072830638477057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5767072830638477057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2010/05/sabias-que.html' title='SABÍAS QUE…'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-7484175834778907268</id><published>2010-03-22T00:00:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:22:57.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A nossa menina: Fénix...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S-cAe5nMBdI/AAAAAAAACyY/7Ey4RMeWBzk/s1600/DSCF0030+samsung+20+hi5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S-cAe5nMBdI/AAAAAAAACyY/7Ey4RMeWBzk/s320/DSCF0030+samsung+20+hi5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469340803326019026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dios hizo el gato para ofrecer al hombre el placer de acariciar un tigre.” VICTOR HUGO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-7484175834778907268?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/7484175834778907268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=7484175834778907268' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7484175834778907268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7484175834778907268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2010/03/nossa-menina-fenix.html' title='A nossa menina: Fénix...'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S-cAe5nMBdI/AAAAAAAACyY/7Ey4RMeWBzk/s72-c/DSCF0030+samsung+20+hi5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-2268070795837138971</id><published>2010-02-14T11:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:11:51.496Z</updated><title type='text'>ROSAS - 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Thalia y Aventura</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zv9VuJ08-4A&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zv9VuJ08-4A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anthony-Aventura]&lt;br /&gt;Yo sé que las palabras se las lleva el viento&lt;br /&gt;que por las veces que he mentido&lt;br /&gt;es muy dificil que creas en mí&lt;br /&gt;Quién no se ha equivocado y por error&lt;br /&gt;ha herido un corazón&lt;br /&gt;pues que tire la primera piedra&lt;br /&gt;esta noche me arrodillo por tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdón te fallé y no fue esa mi intención&lt;br /&gt;por unas noches de aventura&lt;br /&gt;hay un dilema entre tú y yo&lt;br /&gt;Fui infiel, lentamente me consumo en el dolor&lt;br /&gt;que me parta un rayo si te miento&lt;br /&gt;arrepentido en mi interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thalia]&lt;br /&gt;No soy aquella niña la que ayer robaste un beso,&lt;br /&gt;el arcoiris que alumbraba mis mañanas&lt;br /&gt;ha perdido su color.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando se pierde la confianza de quien amas&lt;br /&gt;ya no hay nada no hay razón&lt;br /&gt;por continuar esas novela&lt;br /&gt;si el guión se trata de traición.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Perdón?, ¿de qué? no me vas a convencer&lt;br /&gt;por tantas noches de amargura,la soledad en mi habitación&lt;br /&gt;me fuiste infiel, no te hagas el loco la víctima soy yo&lt;br /&gt;que me parta un rayo&lt;br /&gt;si te perdono adolorida en mi interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Coro -- Thalia &amp;amp; Aventura]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooo, No te alejes de mi.&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no. Mi Corazoncito no palpita sin ti&lt;br /&gt;demasiado sin sabores,&lt;br /&gt;Voy en busca de amores lejos de tiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooooo, Necesito un nuevo amor y compasión&lt;br /&gt;No,no,no. Que me cure la herida y el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Renuncio a tu abandono,&lt;br /&gt;en este mundo quedo solo sin tu amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay ay ay, aay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anthony-Aventura]&lt;br /&gt;Apunta pero no dispares. no, no no me desampares.&lt;br /&gt;lloro porque soy el culpable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thalia]&lt;br /&gt;La misma canción y el verso, siempre me dices eso&lt;br /&gt;pero ya el daño está hecho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay, ay, ay, ay.ay, ay, ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(THALIA)&lt;br /&gt;¿Aló?&lt;br /&gt;(Anthony)&lt;br /&gt;mi amor. por favor perdóname. te lo suplico&lt;br /&gt;THALIA)&lt;br /&gt;Siempre me dices lo mismo. No puedo, me duele.&lt;br /&gt;(Anthony)&lt;br /&gt;Te estoy hablando con sinceridad, por favor no me dejes.&lt;br /&gt;(THALIA)&lt;br /&gt;Tu me rompes el corazón, todo el tiempo es igual&lt;br /&gt;(Anthony)&lt;br /&gt;te amo, te amo. por favor no te vayas.&lt;br /&gt;(THALIA)&lt;br /&gt;Yo también te amo pero... pero no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Coro -- Thalia &amp;amp; Aventura]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooo, No te alejes de mí.&lt;br /&gt;No,no, no. Mi Corazoncito no palpita sin tí&lt;br /&gt;Son demasiado sin sabores,&lt;br /&gt;Voy en busca de amores lejos de tiiiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay alejate de mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooooo!! Necesito un nuevo amor y compasión&lt;br /&gt;No,no,no. Que me cure la herida y el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Renuncio a tu abandono,&lt;br /&gt;en este mundo solo quedo solo sin tu amor..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay, ay, ay, ay.ay, ay, ay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anthony-Aventura]&lt;br /&gt;Apunta pero no dispares. no, no no me desampares.&lt;br /&gt;lloro porque soy el culpable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thalia]&lt;br /&gt;La misma canción y el verso, siempre me dices eso&lt;br /&gt;pero ya el daño está hecho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anthony-Aventura]&lt;br /&gt;Apunta pero no dispares. no, no no me desanpares.&lt;br /&gt;lloro porque soy el culpable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thalia]&lt;br /&gt;La misma canción y el verso, siempre me dices eso&lt;br /&gt;pero ya el daño está hecho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuente: musica.com&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/21099046-1583583272266630789?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/1583583272266630789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=1583583272266630789' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1583583272266630789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1583583272266630789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-no-no-thalia-y-aventura.html' title='NO NO NO - Thalia y Aventura'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-6236983097174391035</id><published>2010-01-05T09:32:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-05T10:26:05.999Z</updated><title type='text'>Cabalgata de Reyes Magos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A "Cabalgata de Reyes Magos" é um desfile de carroças típicas, nas cidades espanholas, no qual os Reis Magos (Melchor, Gaspar e Baltasar) e os seus pajes e colaboradores lançam caramelos e bolas às crianças que os observam. Celebra-se no dia 5 de Janeiro pela tarde. Ao anoitecer as crianças devem ser deitadas cedo e na manhã seguinte encontraram os presentes dos Reis Mágico que pediram numa carta [os Reis Magos]. De acordo com a tradição as crianças que se portaram mal durante o ano que passado só recebe &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carb%C3%B3n_de_caramelo"&gt;carvão de caramelo&lt;/a&gt; (goloseima típica das festas natalícias).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MTD48NnlI/AAAAAAAACxE/2z1biTFtp3E/s1600-h/Reyes_cerler_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423199333829680722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MTD48NnlI/AAAAAAAACxE/2z1biTFtp3E/s320/Reyes_cerler_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-6236983097174391035?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/6236983097174391035/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=6236983097174391035' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6236983097174391035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6236983097174391035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2010/01/cabalgata-de-reyes-magos.html' title='Cabalgata de Reyes Magos'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MTD48NnlI/AAAAAAAACxE/2z1biTFtp3E/s72-c/Reyes_cerler_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-6913271436997912929</id><published>2010-01-05T08:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-05T09:29:42.122Z</updated><title type='text'>Escarrilla / Huesca / España</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Escarrilla, situado no coração do Vale de Tena, a confluência dos rios Escarra e Gállego, oferece ao visitante a sua natureza esplêndida e a beleza da sua paisagem. Rodeada de florestas de faias, de pinhos e abetos, a arquitectura magnífica das suas construções antigas, que parecem influenciadas pela sua vizinha França, dão um carácter à esta localidade tipicamente pirenaíca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passeando-se pelas ruas dos seus dois bairros podemos encontrar esplêndidas portas e janelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lugar ideal para a prática de actividades desportivas em todas as estações do ano, os amantes das caminhadas, da escalada, da descida de barrancos, da caça, da pesca, etc. , encontrarão uma zona privilegiada para satisfazer plenamente as suas inclinações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MCrJwc94I/AAAAAAAACw8/AT3aDKG5QCg/s1600-h/DSCF0187+v5+desature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423181316660983682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MCrJwc94I/AAAAAAAACw8/AT3aDKG5QCg/s320/DSCF0187+v5+desature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MBQRwJvPI/AAAAAAAACw0/8gcRHRZYyi4/s1600-h/DSCF0111+v4+noir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423179755439111410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MBQRwJvPI/AAAAAAAACw0/8gcRHRZYyi4/s320/DSCF0111+v4+noir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MATHkt9TI/AAAAAAAACws/7RpfEj8gKNI/s1600-h/DSCF0007+v1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423178704734778674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MATHkt9TI/AAAAAAAACws/7RpfEj8gKNI/s320/DSCF0007+v1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-6913271436997912929?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/6913271436997912929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=6913271436997912929' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6913271436997912929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6913271436997912929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2010/01/escarrilla-huesca-espana.html' title='Escarrilla / Huesca / España'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/S0MCrJwc94I/AAAAAAAACw8/AT3aDKG5QCg/s72-c/DSCF0187+v5+desature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-6008441666608138549</id><published>2009-12-24T17:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:56:32.758Z</updated><title type='text'>BOAS FESTAS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SzOrHB8__OI/AAAAAAAACvs/kREsfc__qaQ/s1600-h/postal_navidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SzOrHB8__OI/AAAAAAAACvs/kREsfc__qaQ/s320/postal_navidad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418862913928559842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim de muito longe, guiado pelas renas, passei frio, atravessei montes e vales, desci pela chaminé, entrei no teu telemóvel, tudo isto para desejar Feliz Natal...Vim, mais cedo pois tenho qe chegar a todas as pessoas, e assim começo pelas mais especiais!! Desejo também uma grande entrada em 2010,qe o ano que aí vem, te traga o dobro das coisas boas neste ano que está a terminar! FELIZ NATAL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-6008441666608138549?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/6008441666608138549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=6008441666608138549' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6008441666608138549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6008441666608138549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2009/12/boas-festas.html' title='BOAS FESTAS...'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SzOrHB8__OI/AAAAAAAACvs/kREsfc__qaQ/s72-c/postal_navidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-4570370087186117912</id><published>2009-05-03T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:00:00.434+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia da Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SflhtR_7D4I/AAAAAAAACmk/RRqtO3oN56E/s1600-h/kandoo+dia+da+mae.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SflhtR_7D4I/AAAAAAAACmk/RRqtO3oN56E/s320/kandoo+dia+da+mae.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330399064523214722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-4570370087186117912?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/4570370087186117912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=4570370087186117912' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/4570370087186117912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/4570370087186117912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2009/05/dia-da-mae.html' title='Dia da Mãe'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SflhtR_7D4I/AAAAAAAACmk/RRqtO3oN56E/s72-c/kandoo+dia+da+mae.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-1348785238303989105</id><published>2009-03-27T11:15:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:06:40.453Z</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>- Sarah McLachlan - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KwC0RTAC2Pg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KwC0RTAC2Pg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tradução)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passar todo o tempo à espera&lt;br /&gt;Por aquela segunda oportunidade,&lt;br /&gt;Por um corte que deixaria tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Haverá sempre um motivo&lt;br /&gt;Para não te sentires bem o suficiente.&lt;br /&gt;E é difícil no fim do dia,&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso de alguma distracção.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, bela libertação&lt;br /&gt;A lembrança escoam das minhas veias...&lt;br /&gt;Deixem-me ficar vazia&lt;br /&gt;E leve e talvez&lt;br /&gt;Eu encontrarei alguma paz esta noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos braços de um anjo,&lt;br /&gt;Voar para longe daqui,&lt;br /&gt;Deste escuro e frio quarto de hotel&lt;br /&gt;E da imensidão que temes.&lt;br /&gt;És puxado do naufrágio&lt;br /&gt;Da tua fantasia silenciosa.&lt;br /&gt;Estás nos braços de um anjo,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez encontres algum conforto lá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão cansado de andar na linha,&lt;br /&gt;E para todo lugar que te viras&lt;br /&gt;Existem abutres e ladrões nas tuas costas,&lt;br /&gt;E a tempestade continua retorcendo-se.&lt;br /&gt;Continuas construindo mentiras&lt;br /&gt;Que inventas para compensar o que te falta&lt;br /&gt;Não vai fazer nenhuma diferença&lt;br /&gt;Escapar uma última vez.&lt;br /&gt;É mais fácil acreditar nesta doce loucura, oh&lt;br /&gt;Esta gloriosa tristeza que te deixa de joelhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos braços de um anjo,&lt;br /&gt;Voar para longe daqui,&lt;br /&gt;Deste escuro e frio quarto de hotel&lt;br /&gt;E da imensidão que temes.&lt;br /&gt;És puxado do naufrágio&lt;br /&gt;Da tua fantasia silenciosa.&lt;br /&gt;Estás nos braços de um anjo,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez encontres algum conforto lá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estás nos braços de um anjo.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez encontres algum conforto lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/Scz2wxS48CI/AAAAAAAACcA/x_NgSAog0Xc/s1600-h/InTheArmsOfAngel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/Scz2wxS48CI/AAAAAAAACcA/x_NgSAog0Xc/s320/InTheArmsOfAngel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317896577744433186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-1348785238303989105?l=clarussss.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/Scz2wxS48CI/AAAAAAAACcA/x_NgSAog0Xc/s72-c/InTheArmsOfAngel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-7737474891955777821</id><published>2009-03-18T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:49:16.930Z</updated><title type='text'>Run</title><content type='html'>(Leona Lewis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n0rjfGvwMdE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n0rjfGvwMdE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been the only thing that’s right&lt;br /&gt;In all I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we’ll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can’t raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can’t raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can’t raise your voice to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-7737474891955777821?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/7737474891955777821/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=7737474891955777821' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7737474891955777821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7737474891955777821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2009/03/run.html' title='Run'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-1293692825636980374</id><published>2009-03-17T17:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:02:51.032Z</updated><title type='text'>Forgiven</title><content type='html'>- Within Temptation - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3EloEMyAWXA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3EloEMyAWXA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't save you from the start&lt;br /&gt;Love you so, it hurts my soul&lt;br /&gt;Can you forgive me for trying again?&lt;br /&gt;Your silence makes me hold my breath&lt;br /&gt;Oh, time has passed you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for so long I've tried to shield you from the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you couldn't face the freedom on your own&lt;br /&gt;Here I am left in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave up the fight&lt;br /&gt;You left me behind&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;I know deep inside&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the clouds drifting away&lt;br /&gt;Still the sun can't warm my face&lt;br /&gt;I know it was destined to go wrong&lt;br /&gt;You were looking for the great escape&lt;br /&gt;To chase your demons away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for so long I've tried to shield you from the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you couldn't face the freedom on your own&lt;br /&gt;And here I am left in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave up the fight&lt;br /&gt;You left me behind&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;I know deep inside&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so lost since you've gone&lt;br /&gt;Why not me before you?&lt;br /&gt;Why did fate deceive me?&lt;br /&gt;Everything turned out so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me in silence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave up the fight&lt;br /&gt;You left me behind&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;I know deep inside&lt;br /&gt;All that's done's forgiven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-1293692825636980374?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/1293692825636980374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=1293692825636980374' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1293692825636980374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1293692825636980374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2009/03/forgiven.html' 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border="0" alt="Recados e Imagens - Natal e Feliz Ano Novo - Orkut"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glimboo.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-7790096562600400160?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/7790096562600400160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=7790096562600400160' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7790096562600400160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7790096562600400160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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O marido, que, nesse momento, acabava de entrar, viu-a a chorar e perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O que é que aconteceu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lê isto. Era a redacção de um aluno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Senhor, esta noite peço-te algo especial: transforma-me num televisor. Quero ocupar o lugar dele. Viver como vive a TV da minha casa. Ter um lugar especial para mim, e reunir a minha família à volta... Ser levado a sério quando falo... Quero ser o centro das atenções e ser escutado sem interrupções nem perguntas. Quero receber o mesmo cuidado especial que a TV recebe quando não funciona. E ter a companhia do meu pai quando ele chega a casa, mesmo quando está cansado. E que a minha mãe me procure quando estiver sozinha e aborrecida, em vez de me ignorar.. E ainda, que os meus irmãos lutem e se batam para estar comigo... Quero sentir que a minha família deixa tudo de lado, de vez em quando, para passar alguns momentos comigo. E, por fim, faz com que eu possa diverti-los a todos. Senhor, não te peço muito...Só quero viver o que vive qualquer televisor.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naquele momento, o marido de Ana Maria disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meu Deus, coitado desse miúdo! Que pais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ela olhou-o e respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Essa redacção é do nosso filho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/STVsv3DSUdI/AAAAAAAACSs/TZLMFKRiZwY/s1600-h/crian%C3%A7a+triste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/STVsv3DSUdI/AAAAAAAACSs/TZLMFKRiZwY/s320/crian%C3%A7a+triste.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275242108021789138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-4056431061603042314?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/4056431061603042314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=4056431061603042314' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/4056431061603042314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/4056431061603042314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/12/redaco-de-um-aluno.html' title='Redacção de um aluno'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/STVsv3DSUdI/AAAAAAAACSs/TZLMFKRiZwY/s72-c/crian%C3%A7a+triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-6734315931041384093</id><published>2008-11-18T10:53:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:08:41.847Z</updated><title type='text'>A arte de comunicar</title><content type='html'>«Uma sábia e conhecida anedota árabe diz que, certa feita, um sultão sonhou que havia perdido todos os dentes. Logo que despertou, mandou chamar um adivinho para que interpretasse seu sonho.&lt;br /&gt;- Que desgraça, senhor! - exclamou o adivinho - Cada dente caído representa a perda de um parente de vossa majestade.&lt;br /&gt;- Mas que insolente - gritou o sultão, enfurecido - Como te atreves a dizer-me semelhante coisa? Fora daqui!&lt;br /&gt;Chamou os guardas e ordenou que lhe dessem cem chicotadas e, de seguida, mandou que trouxessem outro adivinho e contou-lhe sobre o sonho. Este, após ouvir o sultão com atenção, disse-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;- Excelente senhor! Grande felicidade vos está reservada. O sonho significa que haveis de sobreviver a todos os vossos parentes.&lt;br /&gt;A fisionomia do sultão iluminou-se num sorriso, e ele mandou dar cem moedas de ouro ao segundo adivinho. Quando este saía do palácio, um dos cortesãos lhe disse admirado:&lt;br /&gt;- Não é possível! A interpretação que você fez foi a mesma que o seu colega havia feito. Não entendo porque ao primeiro ele pagou com cem chicotadas e a você com cem moedas de ouro.&lt;br /&gt;- Lembra-te meu amigo - respondeu o adivinho - que tudo depende da maneira de dizer as coisas. &lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Um dos grandes desafios da humanidade é aprender a arte de comunicar-se. Da comunicação depende, muitas vezes, a felicidade ou a desgraça, a paz ou a guerra.&lt;br /&gt;Que a verdade deve ser dita em qualquer situação, não resta dúvida. Mas a forma como ela é comunicada é que tem provocado, em alguns casos, grandes problemas. A verdade pode ser comparada a uma pedra preciosa. Se a lançarmos no rosto de alguém pode ferir, provocando dor e revolta. Mas se a envolvemos em delicada embalagem e a oferecemos com ternura, certamente será aceita com facilidade. A embalagem, nesse caso, é a indulgência, o carinho, a compreensão e, acima de tudo, a vontade sincera de ajudar a pessoa a quem nos dirigimos.&lt;br /&gt;Ademais, será sábio de nossa parte, antes de dizer aos outros o que julgamos ser uma verdade, dizê-la a nós mesmos diante do espelho. E, conforme seja a nossa reação, podemos seguir em frente ou deixar de lado o nosso intento. Importante mesmo é ter sempre em mente que o que fará diferença é a maneira de dizer as coisas.»&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SSKiESefxfI/AAAAAAAACSc/K5DCkXSBHN4/s1600-h/sultao+visita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SSKiESefxfI/AAAAAAAACSc/K5DCkXSBHN4/s320/sultao+visita.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269952708539827698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-6734315931041384093?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/6734315931041384093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-1469479707839456254</id><published>2008-11-14T12:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:22:31.553Z</updated><title type='text'>TRISTE NOVEMBRE (MARC-ANTOINE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGkJZCvLnXk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGkJZCvLnXk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lisa se souvient de son enfance&lt;br /&gt;Elle n'a même pas passé l'adolescence&lt;br /&gt;Elle souhaite que tout cela ne soit qu'un rêve&lt;br /&gt;Pour chasser l'image qu'elle a de son père&lt;br /&gt;lisa se souvient de toutes ces nuits&lt;br /&gt;Qu'il entrait dans sa chambre sans faire un bruit&lt;br /&gt;Il lui disait qu'il serait toujours là&lt;br /&gt;Mais ne pensait pas qu'il serait sous ses draps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tous les soirs elle tremble&lt;br /&gt;Chaque fois qu'elle pense&lt;br /&gt;Que c'est son père qui viendra pour la border&lt;br /&gt;Elle est seule dans sa chambre&lt;br /&gt;pleur en silence&lt;br /&gt;mais elle n'a personne pour la réconforter&lt;br /&gt;Tout ce qu'elle veut c'est la chance&lt;br /&gt;De vivre une enfance&lt;br /&gt;Qui ne lui a jamais été accordée&lt;br /&gt;C'est une journée d'automne&lt;br /&gt;Un triste novembre&lt;br /&gt;Que lisa ne pourra jamais oublier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ans plus tard elle en souffre encore&lt;br /&gt;Elle porte encore les traces sur son corps&lt;br /&gt;Il lui disait que tout irai bien&lt;br /&gt;Il lui répete encore le même refrain&lt;br /&gt;10 ans plus tard il avoue ses torts&lt;br /&gt;Sans émotions et sans aucun remord&lt;br /&gt;Mais il disait qu'il le regrettait&lt;br /&gt;Trop tard car le mal est déja fait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tous les soirs elle tremble&lt;br /&gt;Chaque fois qu'elle pense&lt;br /&gt;Que c'est son père qui viendra pour la border&lt;br /&gt;Elle est seule dans sa chambre&lt;br /&gt;pleur en silence&lt;br /&gt;mais elle n'a personne pour la réconforter&lt;br /&gt;Tout ce qu'elle veut c'est la chance&lt;br /&gt;De vivre une enfance&lt;br /&gt;Qui ne lui a jamais été accordée&lt;br /&gt;C'est une journée d'automne&lt;br /&gt;Un triste novembre&lt;br /&gt;Que lisa ne pourra jamais oublier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mais lisa reste forte &lt;br /&gt;A la vie elle s'accroche &lt;br /&gt;Elle se dit qu'un jour son cauchemar sera terminé&lt;br /&gt;Elle en parle a ses proches&lt;br /&gt;De son père elle décroche&lt;br /&gt;Elle se dit qu'un jour de lui elle sera libérée&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tous les soirs elle tremble&lt;br /&gt;Chaque fois qu'elle pense&lt;br /&gt;Que c'est son père qui viendra pour la border&lt;br /&gt;Elle est seule dans sa chambre&lt;br /&gt;pleur en silence&lt;br /&gt;mais elle n'a personne pour la réconforter&lt;br /&gt;Tout ce qu'elle veut c'est la chance&lt;br /&gt;De vivre une enfance&lt;br /&gt;Qui ne lui a jamais été accordée&lt;br /&gt;C'est une journée d'automne&lt;br /&gt;Un triste novembre&lt;br /&gt;Que lisa ne pourra jamais oublier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tous les soirs elle tremble&lt;br /&gt;Chaque fois qu'elle pense&lt;br /&gt;Que c'est son père qui viendra pour la border&lt;br /&gt;Elle est seule dans sa chambre&lt;br /&gt;pleur en silence&lt;br /&gt;mais elle n'a personne pour la réconforter&lt;br /&gt;Tout ce qu'elle veut c'est la chance&lt;br /&gt;De vivre une enfance&lt;br /&gt;Qui ne lui a jamais été accordée&lt;br /&gt;C'est une journée d'automne&lt;br /&gt;Un triste novembre&lt;br /&gt;Que lisa ne pourra jamais 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-1649593420761950120</id><published>2008-10-31T16:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-31T16:44:19.337Z</updated><title type='text'>Amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mal nos conhecemos&lt;br /&gt;Inauguramos a palavra amigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo é um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;De boca em boca,&lt;br /&gt;Um olhar bem limpo&lt;br /&gt;Uma casa, mesmo modesta, que se oferece.&lt;br /&gt;Um coração pronto a pulsar&lt;br /&gt;Na nossa mão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo (recordam-se, vocês aí,&lt;br /&gt;Escrupulosos detritos?)&lt;br /&gt;Amigo é o contrário de inimigo!&lt;br /&gt;Amigo é o erro corrigido,&lt;br /&gt;Não o erro perseguido, explorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a verdade partilhada, praticada.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo é a solidão derrotada!&lt;br /&gt;Amigo é uma grande tarefa,&lt;br /&gt;Um trabalho sem fim,&lt;br /&gt;Um espaço útil, um tempo fértil,&lt;br /&gt;Amigo vai ser, é já uma grande festa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alexandre O'Neill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc166/recado/glimboo/amizade/0616.gif" border="0" alt="Recados e Imagens - Amizade - Orkut"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glimboo.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&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/21099046-1649593420761950120?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/1649593420761950120/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SP8MfyjtAII/AAAAAAAACSU/Zf-83953eZA/s72-c/1190813896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-3332357051583446919</id><published>2008-10-10T17:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:01:39.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"La premiere fois" Shy'm</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4lm9iWy2efA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4lm9iWy2efA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ton regard sur moi&lt;br /&gt;Tellement doux et chaud&lt;br /&gt;Te sentir contre moi&lt;br /&gt;Me fait perdre les mots&lt;br /&gt;Savourer l'instant&lt;br /&gt;Apprécier le moment&lt;br /&gt;Penser au présent&lt;br /&gt;Te carresser tendrement&lt;br /&gt;Oublions nos manies, nos habitudes&lt;br /&gt;Partons loin&lt;br /&gt;Laissons à la folie sa latitude&lt;br /&gt;Ça me plait bien&lt;br /&gt;Oser comme personne n'ose&lt;br /&gt;Abandonner la prose&lt;br /&gt;Ne dis rien en silence&lt;br /&gt;Au fond de la dernière danse   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tellement beau le souvenir&lt;br /&gt;   De nos premiers pas&lt;br /&gt;   Tellement chaud ton sourire&lt;br /&gt;   Quand tu me revois&lt;br /&gt;   Redessiner chaque jour&lt;br /&gt;   Comme si c'était le premier&lt;br /&gt;   La première fois&lt;br /&gt;   La première fois comme ça   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ton parfum sur moi&lt;br /&gt;Me défilent tant d'images&lt;br /&gt;Mon carnet sur toi&lt;br /&gt;N'a bientôt plus de pages&lt;br /&gt;Trop de phrases, trop de mots&lt;br /&gt;Certains en rouge, en mémo&lt;br /&gt;Des dates en vrac&lt;br /&gt;Des soirs qui marquent&lt;br /&gt;Où on s'est donné en cadeau&lt;br /&gt;L'envie de toi, l'envie de nous&lt;br /&gt;L'envie de partager&lt;br /&gt;Ces moments seule&lt;br /&gt;Où tard le soir à nous je rêvais&lt;br /&gt;Aux moindres instants&lt;br /&gt;La douceur des moments&lt;br /&gt;Le désir intense&lt;br /&gt;La mémoire d'une dernière danse   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tellement beau le souvenir&lt;br /&gt;   De nos premiers pas&lt;br /&gt;   Tellement chaud ton sourire&lt;br /&gt;   Quand tu me revois&lt;br /&gt;   Redessiner chaque jour&lt;br /&gt;   Comme si c'était le premier&lt;br /&gt;   La première fois&lt;br /&gt;   La première fois comme ça   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oublions nos manies, nos habitudes&lt;br /&gt;Partons loin&lt;br /&gt;Laissons à la folie sa latitude&lt;br /&gt;Ça me plait bien&lt;br /&gt;Oser comme personne n'ose&lt;br /&gt;Abandonner la prose&lt;br /&gt;Ne dis rien en silence&lt;br /&gt;Au fond de la dernière danse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tellement beau le souvenir&lt;br /&gt;   De nos premiers pas&lt;br /&gt;   Tellement chaud ton sourire&lt;br /&gt;   Quand tu me revois&lt;br /&gt;   Redessiner chaque jour&lt;br /&gt;   Comme si c'était le premier&lt;br /&gt;   La première fois&lt;br /&gt;   La première fois comme ça&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-3332357051583446919?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/3332357051583446919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=3332357051583446919' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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QUEM A SENTE!" &lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-2784547392193638198?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/2784547392193638198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=2784547392193638198' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/2784547392193638198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/2784547392193638198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/09/todos-so-capazes-de-dominar-uma-dr.html' 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Começou a conversar com o barbeiro sobre vários assuntos. Conversa vai, conversa vem, começaram a falar sobre Deus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O barbeiro disse: &lt;br /&gt;- Eu não acredito que Deus exista como você diz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Por que você diz isto? - perguntou o cliente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bem, é muito simples. Só precisa de sair à rua para ver que Deus não existe. Se Deus existisse, acha que existiriam tantas pessoas doentes? Existiriam crianças abandonadas? Se Deus existisse, não haveria dor ou sofrimento. Eu não consigo imaginar um Deus que permite todas essas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SMjnpfGRAzI/AAAAAAAABuA/nJS6tS27eVk/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SMjnpfGRAzI/AAAAAAAABuA/nJS6tS27eVk/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244696465981375282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cliente pensou por um momento, mas não respondeu, para evitar uma discussão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O barbeiro terminou o trabalho e o cliente saiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SMjoQZVjAKI/AAAAAAAABuI/m86nFEBweu0/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SMjoQZVjAKI/AAAAAAAABuI/m86nFEBweu0/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244697134449754274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste momento, viu um homem na rua com barba e cabelos longos. Parecia que já há muito tempo que não cortava o cabelo ou fazia a barba e parecia bem sujo e arrepiado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então o cliente voltou para a barbearia e disse :&lt;br /&gt;- Sabe de uma coisa ? Os barbeiros não existem!             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Como assim não existem? perguntou o barbeiro. - Eu sou um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não! - exclamou o cliente. Eles não existem, pois se eles existissem não haveriam pessoas com barba e cabelos longos como aquele homem que está ali na rua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, mas os barbeiros existem, o que acontece é que as pessoas não os procuram, e isso é uma opção delas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exatamente! - afirmou o cliente. É justamente isso. Deus existe, o que acontece é que as pessoas não o procuram, pois é uma opção delas e é por isso que há tanta dor e sofrimento no mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SMjozM8qwPI/AAAAAAAABuQ/uBBiCiHM5hM/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SMjozM8qwPI/AAAAAAAABuQ/uBBiCiHM5hM/s320/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244697732419600626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deus não prometeu dias sem dor; risos sem sofrimentos; Sol sem Chuva. Ele prometeu força para o Dia; conforto para as lágrimas e Luz para o Caminho..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nome do teu Anjo não tem importância. Tu o chamarás simplesmente de ... Amigo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-1888403379356585927?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/1888403379356585927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=1888403379356585927' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1888403379356585927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1888403379356585927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-barbeiro.html' title='O 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Veloso)'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-4223993985602796503</id><published>2008-06-19T10:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:52:12.749Z</updated><title type='text'>Comme Avant - Sheryfa Luna feat Mathieu Edward</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2d6zJOxtK5A&amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2d6zJOxtK5A&amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardonne moi si je te délaisse&lt;br /&gt;Si je m'éloigne encore&lt;br /&gt;Pardonne moi si mes mots te blesse&lt;br /&gt;Si j'ai souvent eu tort&lt;br /&gt;Mais je ne sais plus comment t'aimer&lt;br /&gt;Je ne sais plus te regarder&lt;br /&gt;Trop de choses ont changé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis moi si j'perd mon temps&lt;br /&gt;Si tu fais semblant&lt;br /&gt;C'est juste une période, un instant, rien d'important&lt;br /&gt;Dis moi si je te perd, ce que j'dois faire&lt;br /&gt;J'aimerais te retrouver, revenir en arrière&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain : &lt;br /&gt;Je veux juste qu'on s'étonne comme avant&lt;br /&gt;Quand on savait faire de chaque instant&lt;br /&gt;Une aventure, un rêve toujours plus grand&lt;br /&gt;Je veux juste qu'on se donne comme avant...comme avant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardonne moi si je suis là, si &lt;br /&gt;Si on n'est plus d'accord&lt;br /&gt;Pardonne moi si je n'ai pas toujours fait des efforts&lt;br /&gt;Mais je n'arrive plus à te cerner, je n'arrive plus à te parler&lt;br /&gt;Et tout ça doit changer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis moi si on passe notre temps à faire semblant&lt;br /&gt;Qu'il reste un espoir ou autant de sentiment&lt;br /&gt;Dis moi s'il on se perd ce qu'on doit faire&lt;br /&gt;J'aimerais nous retrouver revenir en arrière&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je veux juste qu'on s'étonne comme avant&lt;br /&gt;Quand on savait faire de chaque instant&lt;br /&gt;Une aventure, un rêve toujours plus grand&lt;br /&gt;Je veux juste qu'on se donne comme avant...comme avant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho ho ho ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a encore une chance, notre histoire n'est pas de verre&lt;br /&gt;Malgré nos différences on a toujours été sincère&lt;br /&gt;Mon coeur me dit qu'il reste encore quelqu'chose à faire&lt;br /&gt;Je sais qu'on s'est blessé mais je ne veux pas te perdre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je veux juste qu'on s'étonne comme avant&lt;br /&gt;Quand on savait faire de chaque instant&lt;br /&gt;Une aventure, un rêve toujours plus grand&lt;br /&gt;Je veux juste qu'on se donne comme avant...comme avant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SFouuwUKbJI/AAAAAAAABoE/-jBeiCbD-E0/s1600-h/mathieu-edward-comme-avant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SFouuwUKbJI/AAAAAAAABoE/-jBeiCbD-E0/s320/mathieu-edward-comme-avant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213530899413101714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-4223993985602796503?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/4223993985602796503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=4223993985602796503' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-8830304428310157828</id><published>2008-06-19T10:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:29:44.504+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de Cultura geral...‏</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Erro crasso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Erro grosseiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: Na Roma antiga havia o Triunvirato: o poder dos generais era dividido por três pessoas. No primeiro destes Triunviratos , tínhamos: Caio Júlio, Pompeu e Crasso. Este último foi incumbido de atacar um pequeno povo chamado Partos. Confiante na vitória, resolveu abandonar todas as formações e técnicas romanas e simplesmente atacar. Ainda por cima, escolheu um caminho estreito e de pouca visibilidade. Os partos, mesmo em menor número, conseguiram vencer os romanos, sendo o general que liderava as tropas um dos primeiros a cair.&lt;br /&gt;Desde então, sempre que alguém tem tudo para acertar, mas comete um erro estúpido, dizemos tratar-se de um 'erro crasso'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ter para os alfinetes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Ter dinheiro para viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: Em outros tempos, os alfinetes eram objecto de adorno das mulheres e daí que, então, a frase significasse o dinheiro poupado para a sua compra porque os alfinetes eram um produto caro. Os anos passaram e eles tornaram-se utensílios, já não apenas de enfeite, mas utilitários e acessíveis. Todavia, a expressão chegou a ser acolhida em textos legais. Por exemplo, o Código Civil Português, aprovado por Carta de Lei de Julho de 1867, por D. Lu ís, dito da autoria do Visconde de Seabra, vigente em grande parte até ao Código Civil actual, incluía um artigo, o 1104, que dizia: «A mulher não pode privar o marido, por convenção antenupcial, da administração dos bens do casal; mas pode reservar para si o direito de receber, a título de alfinetes, uma parte do rendimento dos seus bens, e dispor dela livremente, contanto que não exceda a terça dos ditos rendimentos líquidos.»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do tempo da Maria Cachucha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Muito antigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: A cachucha era uma dança espanhola a três tempos, em que o dançarino, ao som das castanholas, começava a dança num movimento moderado, que ia acelerando, até terminar num vivo volteio. Esta dança teve uma certa voga em França, quando uma célebre dançarina, Fanny Elssler, a dançou na Ópera de Paris. Em Portugal, a popular cantiga Maria Cachucha (ao som da qual, no séc. XIX, era usual as pessoas do povo dançarem) era uma adaptação da cachucha espanhola, com uma letra bastante gracejadora, zombeteira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;À grande e à francesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Viver com luxo e ostentação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem:Relativa aos modos luxuosos do general Jean Andoche Junot, auxiliar de Napoleão que chegou a Portugal na primeira invasão francesa, e dos seus acompanhantes, que se passeavam vestidos de gala pela capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Coisas do arco-da-velha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Coisas inacreditáveis, absurdas, espantosas, inverosímeis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: A expressão tem origem no Antigo Testamento; arco-da-velha é o arco-íris, ou arco-celeste, e foi o sinal do pacto que Deus fez com Noé: 'Estando o arco nas nuvens, Eu ao vê-lo recordar-Me-ei da aliança eterna concluída entre Deus e todos os seres vivos de toda a espécie que há na terra.' (Génesis 9:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arco-da-velha é uma simplificação de Arco da Lei Velha, uma referência à Lei Divina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há também diversas histórias populares que defendem outra origem da expressão, como a da existência de uma velha no arco-íris, sendo a curvatura do arco a curvatura das costas provocada pela velhice, ou devido a uma das propriedades mágicas do arco-íris - beber a água num lugar e enviá-la para outro, pelo que velha poderá ter vindo do italiano bere (beber).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dose para cavalo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Quantidade excessiva; demasiado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem:Dose para cavalo, dose para elefante ou dose para leão são algumas das variantes que circulam com o mesmo significado e atendem às preferências individuais dos falantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supõe-se que o cavalo, por ser forte; o elefante, por ser grande, e o leão, por ser valente, necessitam de doses exageradas de remédio para que este possa produzir o efeito desejado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a ampliação do sentido, dose para cavalo e suas variantes é o exagero na ampliação de qualquer coisa desagradável, ou mesmo aquelas que só se tornam desagradáveis com o exagero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dar um lamiré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Sinal para começar alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem:Trata-se da forma aglutinada da expressão «lá, mi, ré», que designa o diapasão, instrumento usado na afinação de instrumentos ou vozes; a partir deste significado, a expressão foi-se fixando como palavra autónoma com significação própria, designando qualquer sinal que dê começo a uma actividade.&lt;br /&gt;Historicamente, a expressão «dar um lamiré» está, portanto, ligada à música (cf. Dicionário Houaiss da Língua Portuguesa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota: Escreve-se lamiré, com o r pronunciado como em caro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Memória de elefante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Ter boa memória; recordar-se de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem:O elefante fixa tudo aquilo que aprende, por isso é uma das principais atracções do circo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lágrimas de crocodilo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Choro fingido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: O crocodilo, quando ingere um alimento, faz forte pressão contra o céu da boca, comprimindo as glândulas lacrimais. Assim, ele chora enquanto devora a vítima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Não poder com uma gata pelo rabo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado:Ser ou estar muito fraco; estar sem recursos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: O feminino, neste caso, tem o objectivo de humilhar o impotente ou fraco a que se dirige a referência. Supõe-se que a gata é mais fraca, menos veloz e menos feroz em sua própria defesa do que o gato. Na realidade, não é fácil segurar uma gata pelo rabo, e não deveria ser tão humilhante a expressão como realmente é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Afogar o ganso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Relação sexual; masturbação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: No passado, os chineses costumavam satisfazer as suas necessidades sexuais com gansos. Pouco antes de ejacularem, os homens afundavam a cabeça da ave na água, para poderem sentir os espasmos anais da vítima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mal e porcamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Muito mal; de modo muito imperfeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: «Inicialmente, a expressão era 'mal e parcamente'. Quem fazia alguma coisa assim, agia mal e eficientemente, com parcos (poucos) recursos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como parcamente não era palavra de amplo conhecimento, o uso popular tratou de substituí-la por outra, parecida, bastante conhecida e adequada ao que se pretendia dizer. E ficou ' mal e porcamente', sob protesto suíno.»1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in A Casa da Mãe Joana, de Reinaldo Pimenta, vol. 1 (Editora Campus, Rio de Janeiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Já a formiga tem catarro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Diz-se a quem pretende ser mais do que é, sobretudo dirigido a crianças ou inexperientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fazer tijolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Morrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: Segundo se diz, existiu um velho cemitério mouro para as bandas das Olarias, Bombarda e Forno do Tijolo. O almacávar, isto é, o cemitério mourisco, alastrava-se numa grande extensão por toda a encosta, lavado de ar e coberto de arvoredo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após o terramoto de 1755, começando a reedificação da cidade, o barro era pouco para as construções e daí aproveitar-se todo o que aparecesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cemitério árabe foi tão amplamente explorado que, de mistura com a excelente terra argilosa, iam também as ossadas para fazer tijolo. Assim, é frequente ouvir-se a expressão popular em frases como esta: 'Daqui a dez anos já eu estou a fazer tijolo '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in 'Dicionário de Expressões Correntes' ; Orlando Neves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fila indiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: enfiada de pessoas ou coisas dispostas uma após outra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem:Forma de caminhar dos índios da América que, deste modo, tapavam as pegadas dos que iam na frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Andar à toa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Andar sem destino, despreocupado, passando o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem:Toa é o cabo com que uma embarcação reboca a outra. Um navio que está 'à toa' é o que não tem leme nem rumo, indo para onde o navio que o reboca determinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Embandeirar em arco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Manifestação efusiva de alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: Na Marinha, em dias de gala ou simplesmente festivos, os navios embandeiram em arco, isto é, içam pelas adriças ou cabos (vergueiros) de embandeiramento galhardetes, bandeiras e cometas quase até ao tope dos mastros, indo um dos seus extremos para a proa e outro para a popa. Assim são assinalados esses dias de regozijo ou se saúdam outras embarcações que se manifestam da mesma forma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cair da tripeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Qualquer coisa que, dada a sua velhice, se desconjunta facilmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: A tripeça é um banco de madeira de três pés, muito usado na província, sobretudo junto às lareiras. Uma pessoa de avançada idade aí sentada, com o calor do fogo, facilmente adormece e tomba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fazer tábua rasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado:Esquecer completamente um assunto para recomeçar em novas bases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: A tabula rasa , no latim, correspondia a uma tabuinha de cera onde nada estava escrito. A expressão foi tirada, pelos empiristas, de Aristóteles, para assim chamarem ao estado do espírito que, antes de qualquer experiência, estaria, em sua opinião, completamente vazio. Também John Locke (1632 1704), pensador inglês, em oposição a Leibniz e Descartes, partidários do inatísmo, afirmava que o homem não tem nem ideias nem princípios inatos, mas sim que os extrai da vida, da experiência. «Ao começo», dizia Locke, «a nossa alma é como uma tábua rasa, limpa de qualquer letra e sem ideia nenhuma. Tabula rasa in qua nihil scriptum. Como adquire, então, as ideias? Muito simplesmente pela experiência.»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ave de mau agouro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Diz-se de pessoa portadora de más notícias ou que, com a sua presença, anuncia desgraças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: O conhecimento do futuro é uma das preocupações inerentes ao ser humano. Quase tudo servia para, de maneiras diversas, se tentar obter esse conhecimento. As aves eram um dos recursos que se utilizava. Para se saberem os bons ou maus auspícios (avis spicium) consultavam-se as aves. No tempo dos áugures romanos, a predição dos bons ou maus acontecimentos era feita através da leitura do seu voo, canto ou entranhas. Os pássaros que mais atentamente eram seguidos no seu voo, ouvidos nos seus cantos e aos quais se analisavam as vísceras eram a águia, o abutre, o milhafre, a coruja, o corvo e a gralha. Ainda hoje perdura, popularmente, a conotação funesta com qualquer destas aves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Verdade de La Palisse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Uma verdade de La Palice (ou lapalissada / lapaliçada) é evidência tão grande, que se torna ridícula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: O guerreiro francês Jacques de Chabannes, senhor de La Palice (1470-1525), nada fez para denominar hoje um truísmo. Fama tão negativa e multissecular deve-se a um erro de interpretação.&lt;br /&gt;Na sua época, este chefe militar celebrizou-se pela vitória em várias campanhas. Até que, na batalha de Pavia, foi morto em pleno combate. E os soldados que ele comandava, impressionados pela sua valentia, compuseram em sua honra uma canção com versos ingénuos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O Senhor de La Palice / Morreu em frente a Pavia; / Momentos antes da sua morte, / Podem crer, inda vivia.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O autor queria dizer que Jacques de Chabannes pelejara até ao fim, isto é, 'momentos antes da sua morte', ainda lutava. Mas saiu-lhe um truísmo, uma evidência.&lt;br /&gt;Segundo a enciclopédia Lello, alguns historiadores consideram esta versão apócrifa. Só no século XVIII se atribuiu a La Palice um estribilho que lhe não dizia respeito. Portanto, fosse qual fosse o intuito dos versos, Jacques de Chabannes não teve culpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota: Em Portugal, empregam-se as duas grafias: La Palice ou La Palisse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ter ouvidos de tísico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Ouvir muito bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: Antes da II Guerra Mundial (l939 a l945), muitos jovens sofriam de uma doença denominada tísica, que corresponde à tuberculose. A forma mais mortífera era a tuberculose pulmonar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o aparecimento dos antibióticos durante a II Guerra Mundial, foi possível combater este doença com muito maior êxito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas que sofrem de tuberculose pulmonar tornam-se muito sensíveis, incluindo uma notável capacidade auditiva. A expressão « ter ouvidos de tísico» significa, portanto, «ouvir tão bem como aqueles que sofrem de tuberculose pulmonar».&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Comer muito queijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Ser esquecido; ter má memória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: A origem desta expressão portuguesa pode explicar-se pela relação de causalidade que, em séculos anteriores, era estabelecida entre a ingestão de lacticínios e a diminuição de certas faculdades intelectuais, especificamente a memória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A comprovar a existência desta crença existe o excerto da obra do padre Manuel Bernardes 'Nova Floresta', relativo aos procedimentos a observar para manter e exercitar a memória: «Há também memória artificial da qual uma parte consiste na abstinência de comeres nocivos a esta faculdade, como são lacticínios, carnes salgadas, frutas verdes, e vinho sem muita moderação: e também o demasiado uso do tabaco».&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-se hoje, através dos conhecimentos provenientes dos estudos sobre memória e nutrição, que o leite e o queijo são fornecedores privilegiados de cálcio e de fósforo, elementos importantes para o trabalho cerebral. Apesar do contributo da ciência para desmistificar uma antiga crença popular, a ideia do queijo como alimento nocivo à memória ficou cristalizada na expressão fixa « comer (muito) queijo».&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Acordo leonino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Um «acordo leonino» é aquele em que um dos contratantes aceita condições desvantajosas em relação a outro contratante que fica em grande vantagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: «Acordo leonino» é, pois, uma expressão retórica sugerida nomeadamente pelas fábulas em que o leão se revela como todo-poderoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Que massada*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Exclamação usada para referir uma tragédia ou contra-tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: É uma alusão à fortaleza de Massada na região do Mar Morto, Israel, reduto de Zelotes, onde permaneceram anos resistindo às forças romanas após a destruição do Templo em 70 d.C., culminando com um suicídio colectivo para não se renderem, de acordo com relato do historiador Flávio Josefo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Passar a mão pela cabeça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: perdoar ou acobertar erro cometido por algum protegido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: Costume judaico de abençoar cristãos-novos, passando a mão pela cabeça e descendo pela face, enquanto se pronunciava a bênção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gatos-pingados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Tem sentido depreciativo usando-se para referir uma suposta inferioridade (numérica ou institucional), insignificância ou irrelevância.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: Esta expressão remonta a uma tortura procedente do Japão que consistia em pingar óleo a ferver em cima de pessoas ou animais, especialmente gatos. Existem várias narrativas ambientais na Ásia que mostram pessoas com os pés mergulhados num caldeirão de óleo quente. Como o suplício tinha uma assistência reduzida, tal era a crueldade, a expressão ' gatospingados' passou a denominar pequena assistência sem entusiasmos ou curiosidade para qualquer evento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Meter uma lança em África&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado:Conseguir realizar um empreendimento que se afigurava difícil; levar a cabo uma empresa difícil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: Expressão vulgarizada pelos exploradores europeus, principalmente portugueses, devido às enormes dificuldades encontradas ao penetrar o continente africano. A resistência dos nativos causava aos estranhos e indesejáveis visitantes baixas humanas. Muitas vezes retrocediam face às dificuldades e ao perigo de serem dizimados pelo inimigo que eles mal conheciam e, pior de tudo, conheciam mal o seu terreno. Por isso, todos aqueles que se dispusessem a fazer parte das chamadas 'expedições em África', eram considerados destemidos e valorosos militares, dispostos a mostrar a sua coragem, a guerrear enfrentando o incerto, o inimigo desconhecido. Portanto, estavam dispostos a ' meter uma lança em África'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Queimar as pestanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significado: Estudar muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origem: Usa-se ainda esta expressão, apesar de o facto real que a originou já não ser de uso. Foi, inicialmente, uma frase ligada aos estudantes, querendo significar aqueles que estudavam muito. Antes do aparecimento da electricidade, recorria-se a uma lamparina ou uma vela para iluminação. 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href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/06/estengraado-e-bem-feito.html' title='Estáengraçado e bem feito!!!'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SFpB774-dKI/AAAAAAAABpc/hOEgdy5q32c/s72-c/f1+pic25721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-6892396177149805480</id><published>2008-06-15T11:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:52:16.072Z</updated><title type='text'>Amiga / o</title><content type='html'>Conhece o relacionamento entre seus dois olhos?&lt;br /&gt;Eles piscam juntos, eles se movem juntos, eles choram juntos, eles vêem coisas juntos e eles dormem juntos. &lt;br /&gt;Embora eles nunca se vejam um ao outro... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A amizade deveria ser exatamente assim! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SFo3QSqtWpI/AAAAAAAABoM/cbpfQ_yXZUY/s1600-h/AMIGOS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SFo3QSqtWpI/AAAAAAAABoM/cbpfQ_yXZUY/s320/AMIGOS.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213540271663176338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-6892396177149805480?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/6892396177149805480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-8885327729248212654</id><published>2008-06-03T18:02:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:52:16.216Z</updated><title type='text'>Madonna - Give it 2 Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeGLEiCZ0iI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeGLEiCZ0iI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's gonna show you how&lt;br /&gt;Why work for someone else&lt;br /&gt;To do what you can do right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got no boundaries and no limits&lt;br /&gt;If there's excitement, put me in it&lt;br /&gt;If it's against the law, arrest me&lt;br /&gt;If you can handle it, undress me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now, don't need to catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down and there's no one left&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna show me how&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna stop me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that a good thing never lasts&lt;br /&gt;And then it has to fall&lt;br /&gt;Those are the the people that did not&lt;br /&gt;Amount to much at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me the bassline and I'll shake it&lt;br /&gt;Give me a record and I'll break it&lt;br /&gt;There's no beginning and no ending&lt;br /&gt;Give me a chance to go and I'll take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now, don't need to catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down and there's no one left&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna show me how&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna stop me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pharrell:)&lt;br /&gt;Watch this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, don't stop it (what?)&lt;br /&gt;Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, don't stop it (what?)&lt;br /&gt;Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, don't stop it (what?)&lt;br /&gt;Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, don't stop it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, don't stop it&lt;br /&gt;(to the left, to the right, to the left, to the right)&lt;br /&gt;Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, don't stop it&lt;br /&gt;(to the left, to the right, to the left, to the right)&lt;br /&gt;Get stupid, get stupid, get stupid, don't stop it&lt;br /&gt;(to the left, left, right, right, left, left, right, right)&lt;br /&gt;Get stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid...&lt;br /&gt;(left, left, right, right, left, left, right, right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now, don't need to catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go down and there's no one left&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna show me how&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna stop me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're only here to win&lt;br /&gt;Get what they say?&lt;br /&gt;You're only here to win&lt;br /&gt;Get what they do?&lt;br /&gt;They'd do it too&lt;br /&gt;If they were you&lt;br /&gt;You done it all before&lt;br /&gt;This ain't nothing new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're only here to win&lt;br /&gt;Get what they say?&lt;br /&gt;You're only here to win&lt;br /&gt;Get what they do?&lt;br /&gt;They'd do it too&lt;br /&gt;If they were you&lt;br /&gt;You done it all before&lt;br /&gt;This ain't nothing new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna show me how&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna stop me now&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna show me how&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna stop me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SEV5nqNhptI/AAAAAAAABns/FpJluoNezbA/s1600-h/Madonna%2B-%2BGive%2BIt%2B2%2BMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207702266376726226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SEV5nqNhptI/AAAAAAAABns/FpJluoNezbA/s320/Madonna%2B-%2BGive%2BIt%2B2%2BMe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-8885327729248212654?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/8885327729248212654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/SEV5nqNhptI/AAAAAAAABns/FpJluoNezbA/s72-c/Madonna%2B-%2BGive%2BIt%2B2%2BMe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-3016538896504066348</id><published>2008-05-23T09:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:15:09.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurovision 2008 Portugal - Vania Fernandes - Senhora Do Mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YPQFCbbX31I&amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YPQFCbbX31I&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhora do mar&lt;br /&gt;Ante vós, me tendes caída&lt;br /&gt;Quem vem tirar meia da vida e da paz&lt;br /&gt;Desta mesa, desta casa, perdidas?&lt;br /&gt;Amor, qu'é de ti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhora do mar&lt;br /&gt;Ante vós, minha alma está vazia&lt;br /&gt;Quem vem chamar a si o que é meu?&lt;br /&gt;Ó mar alto, traz pr'a mim&lt;br /&gt;Amor meu sem fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, negras águas, ondas de mágoas&lt;br /&gt;Gelaram-m'o fogo no olhar (Senhora do mar)&lt;br /&gt;Ele não torna a navegar (Ele não torna a navegar)&lt;br /&gt;E ninguém vos vê chorar&lt;br /&gt;Senhora do mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem vem tirar meia da vida e da paz&lt;br /&gt;Desta mesa, desta casa, perdidas?&lt;br /&gt;Amor, qu'é de ti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, negras águas, ondas de mágoas&lt;br /&gt;Gelaram-m'o fogo no olhar (Senhora do mar)&lt;br /&gt;Feridas em sal, rezas em vão (Rezas em vão)&lt;br /&gt;Deixai seu coração (Deixai seu coração)&lt;br /&gt;Bater junto a mim (Bater junto a mim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, negras águas, ondas de mágoas&lt;br /&gt;Gelaram-m'o fogo no olhar (Senhora do mar)&lt;br /&gt;Ele não torna a 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-9052656478026434879</id><published>2008-03-08T16:24:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:03:08.963Z</updated><title type='text'>Dernière Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;- dedicado a todas as mulheres que passaram por essa experiência...-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GKgnR7CVpCw&amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GKgnR7CVpCw&amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Léa]&lt;br /&gt;J’ai rêvé de tant de choses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sonhei com tantas coisas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Que demain soit meilleur qu’hier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Que o amanhã seja melhor do que ontem)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Moins pire qu’aujourd’hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Melhor que hoje)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A la hauteur de mes prières&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(À altura das minhas orações)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;J’étais pleine de rêves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Estava cheia de sonhos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Avec tant de doutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Com tantas dúvidas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mais peu de haine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas pouco rancor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mais tout a basculé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas tudo se desmoronou)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quand j’ai su que j’étais condamnée&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Quando soube que estava condenada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Je sui des rares personnes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sou das raras pessoas) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Qui connaissent leur date de fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Que conhecem a sua data de partida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Désormais je suis comme une prisonnière&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(A partir de agora sou como uma prisioneira)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dans le couloir de la mort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(No corredor da morte)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain]&lt;br /&gt;Je veux avoir une dernière chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Quero ter uma nova oportunidade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Que Dieu révise son jugement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Que Deus reveja o seu julgamento)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mais je n’ai pas le choix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas não tenho escolha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Obligée de vivre avec ça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Obrigada de viver com isso)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mais pourquoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas porquê)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Je ne le mérite pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Não o mereço)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Soprano]&lt;br /&gt;Personne au monde ne choisit sa vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Ninguém no mundo escolhe a sua vida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;J’avoue que la nuit les larmes noient mes joues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Eu admito que de noite as lágrimas afogam a minha face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quand je repense à ta maladie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Quand repenso na tua doença)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mais à travers cette alliance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas através desta aliança)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Moi j’ai promis ma présence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Prometi a minha presença)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Et, ça pour le meilleur et pour le pire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Para o melhor e para o pior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mon bonheur est un empire dont tu es la reine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(A minha felicidade é um império do qual és a rainha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Où ton sourire a imposé son règne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Onde o teu soriso impôs o seu reino)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais depuis, ma couronne en or vire au gris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas desde então, a minha coroa de ouro tornousse cinzenta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Je perds mon trône quand tu me dis de refaire ma vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Perco o meu trono quando me dizes para refazer a minha vida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tu sais on dit toujours les meilleurs partent les premiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sabes diz-se sempre que os melhores partem primeiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Moi je déteste cette phrase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Odeio esta frase)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quand je te regarde, je me dis qu’elle est trop vraie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Quando olho para ti, penso que é bem verdade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Il y a tellement de choses qu’on a pas fait ensemble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Há tanta coisa que não fizemos juntos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A peine le temps de les crapoter que nos projets sont déjà en cendres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Nem tivemos tempo de os por em prática que os nossos projectos estão já em cinzas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ces rêves de te voir enceinte sont morts nés&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Os sonhos de te ver grávida morreram ao nascer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Je suis papa avec toi ou rien, tu me connais je suis borné&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Sou pai contigo ou nada, conheces-me estou limitado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Alors cesse de me dire pardon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Portanto pára de me pedir perdão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tant qu’il nous reste des secondes à vivre on les vivra à fond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Enquanto tivermos segundos para viver serão vividos a fundo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Léa]&lt;br /&gt;Mais bébé, je ne veux pas te voir souffrir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas querido, não te quero ver sofrer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[Soprano]&lt;br /&gt;Nan… Nan, ne t’inquiète pas pour moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Não te preocupes comigo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Je ne suis bien qu’avec toi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Só estou bem contigo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;En tout cas, je m’occuperai de toi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(De qualquer forma vou tomar conta de ti)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jusqu’au jour où Gabrielle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Até ao dia em que Gabriel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;De ses ailes, viendra te recouvrir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Com as suas asas, virá cobrir-te)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Léa]&lt;br /&gt;Mais j’ai peur de partir loin de toi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas tenho medo de partir longe de ti)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Léa et Soprano]&lt;br /&gt;Pourtant, un jour il faudra bien partir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(No entanto, algum dia será preciso partir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain]&lt;br /&gt;Je veux avoir une dernière chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Quero ter uma nova oportunidade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Que Dieu révise son jugement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Que Deus reveja o seu julgamento)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mais je n’ai pas le choix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas não tenho escolha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Obligée de vivre avec ça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Obrigada de viver com isso)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mais pourquoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas porquê)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Je ne le mérite pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Não o mereço)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Léa Castel feat. Soprano&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/21099046-9052656478026434879?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/9052656478026434879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=9052656478026434879' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/9052656478026434879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/9052656478026434879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/03/dernire-chance-dedicado-todas-as.html' title='Dernière Chance'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-4604794691332914822</id><published>2008-03-08T09:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:24:42.650Z</updated><title type='text'>Avoir une fille</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gf5g8KYBBdw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gf5g8KYBBdw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille&lt;br /&gt;Une petite opale&lt;br /&gt;Des yeux qui brillent&lt;br /&gt;Une peau si pâle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille&lt;br /&gt;C'est faire une femme&lt;br /&gt;Une petite virtuose&lt;br /&gt;Avant ses gammes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille&lt;br /&gt;Un cœur de sable&lt;br /&gt;Cadeau de Dieu&lt;br /&gt;Cadeau du diable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille&lt;br /&gt;C'est faire un crime&lt;br /&gt;Où le coupable est la victime&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est ma vie, elle est mon sang&lt;br /&gt;Elle est le fruit de mes vingt ans&lt;br /&gt;Et je maudis tous ses amants&lt;br /&gt;Elle est ma vie, elle est mon sang&lt;br /&gt;Et je maudis tous ses amants&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille, c'est trembler de peur&lt;br /&gt;Qu'elle se maquille pour un menteur&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille, c'est plus jamais&lt;br /&gt;Traiter les femmes comme je l'ai fait&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je hais les hommes et leurs regards&lt;br /&gt;Je sais leurs ruses et leurs victoires&lt;br /&gt;Et quand viendra le jour où l'un d'eux&lt;br /&gt;Me prendra ma fille en m'appelant monsieur&lt;br /&gt;Alors ce jour et pour toujours&lt;br /&gt;Je fermerai à double tour&lt;br /&gt;Mon cœur et je deviendrai sourd&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille c'est continuer à espérer&lt;br /&gt;Et croire encore que quand viendra le jour de ma mort&lt;br /&gt;Elle portera tout au fond de son corps&lt;br /&gt;Cette étincelle de celui ou celle qui à son tour&lt;br /&gt;Et par amour viendra crier le cœur si lourd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille&lt;br /&gt;Une petite opale&lt;br /&gt;Des yeux qui brillent&lt;br /&gt;Une peau si pâle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille&lt;br /&gt;C'est faire un crime&lt;br /&gt;Où le coupable est la victime&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoir une fille...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-4604794691332914822?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/4604794691332914822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=4604794691332914822' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/4604794691332914822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/4604794691332914822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/03/avoir-une-fille.html' title='Avoir une fille'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-17622243136057016</id><published>2008-03-04T17:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:05:22.024Z</updated><title type='text'>CURIOSO?!!</title><content type='html'>Tens consciência que se morresses amanhã, a firma onde trabalhas substituía-te rapidamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a família que deixas para trás, sentirá a tua falta para o resto das suas vidas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando nisto, perdemos mais tempo com o trabalho do que com a Família, um investimento muito pouco sensato, não achas ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, qual a moral da história?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes o que significa FAMILIA em Inglês?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY = ( F)ATHER ( A )ND ( M)OTHER ( I) ( L )OVE ( Y )OU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Pai, Mãe, amo-vos'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-17622243136057016?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/17622243136057016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=17622243136057016' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/17622243136057016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/17622243136057016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/03/curioso.html' title='CURIOSO?!!'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-3185580524440987386</id><published>2008-02-26T11:03:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:05:27.771Z</updated><title type='text'>Gostar De Ti  - Rita Guerra -</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/feuURh8gZMA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/feuURh8gZMA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite já caiu&lt;br /&gt;E trouxe de novo o silêncio&lt;br /&gt;O quarto está vazio&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu já não estás mais aqui&lt;br /&gt;Ao pé de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo parou&lt;br /&gt;No momento em que partiste&lt;br /&gt;O amor acabou&lt;br /&gt;No leve beijo triste &lt;br /&gt;Mas pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Não é o fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o sol brilhar&lt;br /&gt;E o rio correr pró mar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto houver luar&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo não parar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o sol nascer&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o fogo arder&lt;br /&gt;E o meu coração bater&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou gostar de ti&lt;br /&gt;Vou gostar de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os ecos da paixão&lt;br /&gt;Fantasmas de um amor-perfeito&lt;br /&gt;São a recordação&lt;br /&gt;Que o meu pobre peito&lt;br /&gt;Quer soltar&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não vou deixar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o sol brilhar&lt;br /&gt;E o rio correr pró mar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto houver luar&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo não parar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o sol nascer&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o fogo arder &lt;br /&gt;E o meu coração bater&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou gostar de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o sol brilhar &lt;br /&gt;E o rio correr pró mar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto houver luar&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo não parar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o sol nascer&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o fogo arder&lt;br /&gt;E o meu coração bater&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou gostar de ti&lt;br /&gt;Vou gostar de ti&lt;br /&gt;Vou gostar de ti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-3185580524440987386?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/3185580524440987386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-3070821278939249085</id><published>2008-02-14T18:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:34:26.604Z</updated><title type='text'>Aimer - Romeo &amp; Juliette</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kL8qeWLoI8A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kL8qeWLoI8A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roméo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est ce qu'y a d'plus beau&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est monter si haut&lt;br /&gt;Et toucher les ailes des oiseaux&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est ce qu'y a d'plus beau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juliette&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est voler le temps&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est rester vivant&lt;br /&gt;Et brûler au coeur d'un volcan&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est c'qu'y a d'plus grand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roméo &amp; juliette&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est plus fort que tout&lt;br /&gt;Donner, le meilleur de nous&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, et sentir son coeur&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, pour avoir moins peur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roméo &amp; juliette + choeurs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est ce qu'y a d'plus beau&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est monter si haut&lt;br /&gt;Et toucher les ailes des oiseaux&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est ce qu'y a d'plus beau&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est voler le temps&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est rester vivant&lt;br /&gt;Et brûler au coeur d'un volcan&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est c'qu'y a d'plus grand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juliette + choeurs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est brûler ses nuits&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est payer le prix&lt;br /&gt;Et donner un sens à sa vie&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est brûler ses nuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roméo + choeurs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est ce qu'y a d'plus beau&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est monter si haut&lt;br /&gt;Et toucher les ailes des oiseaux&lt;br /&gt;Aimer, c'est ce qu'y a d'plus beau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-3070821278939249085?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/3070821278939249085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=3070821278939249085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/3070821278939249085'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/4228463499398983358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/4228463499398983358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/02/bom-carnaval.html' title='Bom CARNAVAL!!!'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/R6chCnN5c2I/AAAAAAAABhk/KCWmsagbLQk/s72-c/carnaval_rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-491510003579316136</id><published>2008-01-30T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:07:02.037Z</updated><title type='text'>A Lenda - Sandy e Junior</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/brf9LxbOP-I&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/brf9LxbOP-I&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem lá no céu uma lua existe&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo só no seu mundo triste&lt;br /&gt;O seu olhar sobre a Terra lançou&lt;br /&gt;E veio procurando por amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então o mar frio e sem carinho&lt;br /&gt;Também cansou de ficar sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Sentiu na pele aquele brilho tocar&lt;br /&gt;E pela lua foi se apaixonar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luz que banha a noite&lt;br /&gt;E faz o sol adormecer (sol adormecer)&lt;br /&gt;Mostra como eu amo você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a lenda dessa paixão&lt;br /&gt;Faz sorrir ou faz chorar&lt;br /&gt;O coração é quem sabe&lt;br /&gt;Se a lua toca no mar&lt;br /&gt;Ela pode nos tocar&lt;br /&gt;Pra dizer que o amor não se acabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se cada um faz a sua história&lt;br /&gt;A nossa pode ser feliz também&lt;br /&gt;Se um coração diz que sim à paixão&lt;br /&gt;Como pode o outro dizer não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luz que banha a noite&lt;br /&gt;E faz o sol adormecer (sol adormecer)&lt;br /&gt;Mostra como eu amo você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a lenda dessa paixão&lt;br /&gt;Faz sorrir ou faz chorar&lt;br /&gt;O coração é quem sabe&lt;br /&gt;Se a lua toca no mar&lt;br /&gt;Ela pode nos tocar&lt;br /&gt;Pra dizer que o amor não se acabe, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a lenda dessa paixão&lt;br /&gt;Faz sorrir ou faz chorar&lt;br /&gt;O coração é quem sabe&lt;br /&gt;Se a lua toca no mar&lt;br /&gt;Ela pode nos tocar&lt;br /&gt;Pra dizer que o amor não se acabe&lt;br /&gt;Se a lenda dessa paixão&lt;br /&gt;Faz sorrir ou faz chorar&lt;br /&gt;O coração é quem sabe&lt;br /&gt;Se a lua toca no mar&lt;br /&gt;Ela pode nos tocar&lt;br /&gt;Pra dizer que o amor não se acabe, oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-491510003579316136?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/491510003579316136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=491510003579316136' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/491510003579316136'/><link 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HlyIiNBV6Mo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HlyIiNBV6Mo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby si c'est pour être une de plus sur ta liste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Querido se é para ser mais uma na tua lista)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;que t'as croisé sur la piste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(que encontraste na pista)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et fait tomber dans ton vice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(e fizeste cair no teu vício,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Oh non c'est tellement pas pour moi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Oh não, isso não é para mim,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'est tes faces, ta maline, c'est ta frime mais c'est trop pour moi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(são as tuas faces, as tuas malícias, é a tua pretensão mas é demais para mim, )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même si au fait tu veux savoir pourquoi je m'éloigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mesmo se afinal queres saber porque me afasto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je fuis les mecs comme toi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Fujo dos gajos como tu,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est peut-être que je n'ai plus le temps de jouer sur les sentiments,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(é talvez porque já não tenho tempo de brincar com os sentimentos,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Refrain:}&lt;br /&gt;Mais pas sur mon phone tel, oh non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mas no meu telemóvel não, oh não,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me traiter comme tu traites celle, oh non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(tratar-me como tratas as outras, oh não,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Je vaux beaucoup plus que ça, désolé baby oublie-moi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mereço muito mais que isso, desculpa querido esquece-me,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faire la belle et poser pour toi, oh non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(fazer-me de vaidosa e pousar para ti, oh não,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'attendre et dépendre de toi, oh non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(esperar-te e depender de ti, oh não,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je vaux beaucoup plus que ça, stp baby oublie-moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mereço muito mais que isso, por favor querido esquece-me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh com'on girl, she me she me yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Oh oh vamos miúda, she me she me yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;she yo she me shy'm sing me baby let's go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(she yo she me shy’m canta para mim querido vamos!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penses-tu que je marcherai si tu me couvrais de cadeaux,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Pensas que eu cairia se me cobrisses de prendas,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;de bagues de promesses de billlets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(de anéis, de promessas de bilhetes,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Baby sache que, mon amour ne compte rien,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(querido aprende que, o meu amor não conta nada,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;j'ai besoin d'un mec simple et bien,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(preciso de um gajo simples e fixe,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penses-tu que je t'attendrais quand tu seras loin de moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pensas que vou esperar por ti quando estarás longe de mim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avec tes copines à t'amuser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as tuas amigas a divertir-te,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non j'ai besoin de tellement plus que ça !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Não, preciso de muito mais que isso!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Refrain}&lt;br /&gt;Mais pas sur mon phone tel, oh non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mas no meu telemóvel não, oh não,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me traiter comme tu traites celle, oh non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(tratar-me como tratas as outras, oh não,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Je vaux beaucoup plus que ça, désolé baby oublie-moi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mereço muito mais que isso, desculpa querido esquece-me,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faire la belle et poser pour toi, oh non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(fazer-me de vaidosa e pousar para ti, oh não,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'attendre et dépendre de toi, oh non&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(esperar-te e depender de ti, oh não,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je vaux beaucoup plus que ça, stp baby oublie-moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mereço muito mais que isso, por favor querido esquece-me)&lt;br /&gt;&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/21099046-6014235071053671634?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-5271867223665102869</id><published>2008-01-19T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-18T09:45:00.722Z</updated><title type='text'>Problema De Expressão - Clã</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lylvD6efAqM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lylvD6efAqM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só pra dizer que te Amo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre encontro o melhor termo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre escolho o melhor modo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devia ser como no cinema,&lt;br /&gt;A língua inglesa fica sempre bem&lt;br /&gt;E nunca atraiçoa ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu mundo está tão perto do meu&lt;br /&gt;E o que digo está tão longe,&lt;br /&gt;Como o mar está do céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só pra dizer que te Amo&lt;br /&gt;Não sei porquê este embaraço&lt;br /&gt;Que mais parece que só te estimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E até nos momentos em que digo que não quero&lt;br /&gt;E o que sinto por ti são coisas confusas&lt;br /&gt;E até parece que estou a mentir,&lt;br /&gt;As palavras custam a sair,&lt;br /&gt;Não digo o que estou a sentir,&lt;br /&gt;Digo o contrário do que estou a sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu mundo está tão perto do meu&lt;br /&gt;E o que digo está tão longe,&lt;br /&gt;Como o mar está do céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é tão difícil dizer amor,&lt;br /&gt;É bem melhor dizê-lo a cantar.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso esta noite, fiz esta canção,&lt;br /&gt;Para resolver o meu problema de expressão,&lt;br /&gt;Pra ficar mais perto, bem mais de perto.&lt;br /&gt;Ficar mais perto, bem mais de perto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-5271867223665102869?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/5271867223665102869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=5271867223665102869' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5271867223665102869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5271867223665102869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/01/problema-de-expresso-cl.html' title='Problema De Expressão - Clã'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-7771768866948315415</id><published>2008-01-18T19:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:31:09.640Z</updated><title type='text'>"Tattoo" Jordin Sparks</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6q_Cx5m31v0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6q_Cx5m31v0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say about love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Não importa o que digas do amor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Volto sempre a procura de mais)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep my hand in the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Pondo a minha mão no fogo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sooner or later, I'll get what I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mais cedo ou mais tarde, conseguirei saber o que ando preguntando)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say about life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Não importa o que digas da vida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn every time I bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Aprendo cada vez que me magouo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That truth is a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Que a verdade é uma estranha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Soul is in danger, I gotta let my spirit be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(A alma esta em perigo, tenho de libertar o meu espírito)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To admit that I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Para admitir que eu estou errada)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(E aí mudar de ideia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I have to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Desculpa mas tenho que mudar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(e deixar-te)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I can't waste time so give it a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(não tenho tempo a perder, portanto dá um tempo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize, nothing's broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(percebo que nada está terminado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;No need to worry 'bout everything I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Não há necessidade de se preocupar com o que fiz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Live every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Vivo cada segundo como se fosse o último)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Don't look back at a new direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Não olhe para trás como uma nova direcção)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I loved you once, needed protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Amo-te, mas preciso de protecção)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You're still a part of everything I do&lt;br /&gt;(continuas sendo uma parte de tudo que eu fiz)&lt;br /&gt;You're on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;(estás no meu coração como uma tatuagem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you&lt;br /&gt;[Como uma tatuagem, estarás sempre comigo]&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you, I'll always have you)&lt;br /&gt;[estarás sempre comigo, estarás sempre comigo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of playing all of these games&lt;br /&gt;(estou cansada de jogar a todos esses jogos)&lt;br /&gt;It's not about taking sides&lt;br /&gt;(Não é como escolher um lado)&lt;br /&gt;When I looked in the mirror, didn't deliver&lt;br /&gt;(Quando olhei no espelho, não entreguei)&lt;br /&gt;It hurt enough to think that I could&lt;br /&gt;(dói o suficiente para pensar que eu poderia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop, admit that I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;(parar, Admito que eu estou errada)&lt;br /&gt;And then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;(e mudei de ideia)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;(desculpa, mas eu tenho que ser forte )&lt;br /&gt;And leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;(e deixar-te para trás)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you&lt;br /&gt;[Como uma tatuagem, estarás sempre comigo]&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you)&lt;br /&gt;[estarás sempre comigo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;If I live every moment&lt;br /&gt;(Se vivo cada momento)&lt;br /&gt;Won't change any moment&lt;br /&gt;(não mudarei nenhum momento)&lt;br /&gt;Still a part of me and you&lt;br /&gt;(Continua uma parte de mim em ti)&lt;br /&gt;I will never regret you&lt;br /&gt;(Nunca me vou arrepender de ti)&lt;br /&gt;Still the memory of you&lt;br /&gt;(a tua memória permanece )&lt;br /&gt;Marks everything i do&lt;br /&gt;(e marca tudo o que faço)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you (menos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a tattoo,&lt;br /&gt;(Como uma tatuagem,)&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you&lt;br /&gt;(estarás sempre comigo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-7771768866948315415?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/7771768866948315415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=7771768866948315415' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7771768866948315415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7771768866948315415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2008/01/jordin-sparks-tattoo.html' 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Depois devemos passar clara de ovo, levemente batida. Pois, pasmem, na semana passada, uma amiga, queimou uma grande parte da mão com água fervendo. Colocou então a mão em baixo da torneira, bastante tempo, para tirar aquele calor inicial, porque a dor era violenta. Então abriu 2 ovos e separou as claras, bateu um pouco, e ficou com a mão naquela coisinha chata, que era a clara. Estava tão queimada a mão, que assim que ela colocava a clara em cima secava e ficava uma pelí­cula, que depois ficou sabendo que era colágeno natural. Ficou pelo menos uma hora colocando camadas de claras na mão. À tarde, não sentia mais dor alguma, e no dia seguinte apenas havia a marca vermelha arroxeada onde havia queimado. Pensou que ficaria com uma cicatriz horrível, mas para sua surpresa, depois de 10 dias não está com nenhuma marca do acontecido. Nem a cor da pele mudou. A parte queimada foi totalmente recuperada pelo colágeno existente na clara de ovos, que na verdade é uma placenta cheia de vitaminas .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divulguem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre existe alguém que pode precisar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instituto de Botânica&lt;br /&gt;Seção de Ficologia &lt;br /&gt;Caixa Postal 4005&lt;br /&gt;01061-970 São Paulo, SP, Brasil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-2136920352166584066?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/2136920352166584066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=2136920352166584066' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-7719817141023457195</id><published>2007-11-05T14:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-07T15:38:32.941Z</updated><title type='text'>APOLOGIZE (Timbaland feat. One Republic)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/1unItxb55oi9YmGBk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/1unItxb55oi9YmGBk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="335" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x37w1u_timbaland-apologize-feat-one-republ_music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/yardie4life"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on your rope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Seguro-me na tua corda)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(A 10 metros do solo)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I'm hearing what you say but I just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Escuto o que dizes, mas nem consigo emitir um som)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Dizes que precisas de mim)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then you go and cut me down, but wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Depois vais embora e desatas-me, mas espera...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Dizes-me que estas pedindo desculpa)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Nunca pensaste que me viraria e diria...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(É tarde demais para pedir desculpas, tarde demais)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Digo que é tarde demais para pedir desculpas, tarde demais)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Vou agarrar outra oportunidade, lançar-me de novo)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(levar um tiro por ti)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(E preciso de ti como um coração precisa de bater)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But it's nothing new - yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas isto não é nada de novo - yeah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you with the a fire red-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Amo-te como um fogo ardente)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now it's turning blue, and you say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Agora está ficando pálido, e dizes...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm sorry like an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Desculpa como um anjo)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;heaven let me think was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(do paraiso que eu pensava que eras)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Mas estou assustado...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(É tarde demais para pedir desculpas, tarde demais)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late whoaa ohhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Digo que é tarde demais para pedir desculpas, tarde demais whoaa ohhh...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(É tarde demais para pedir desculpas, tarde demais)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(que é tarde demais para pedir desculpas, tarde demais &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(que é tarde demais para pedir desculpas, tarde demais, yeah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, yeah-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(que é tarde demais para pedir desculpas, tarde demais, yeah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on your rope, got me ten feet... off the ground... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Seguro-me na tua corda, a 10 metros... do solo)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-7719817141023457195?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/7719817141023457195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=7719817141023457195' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7719817141023457195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/7719817141023457195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2007/11/apologize-timbaland-feat-one-republic.html' title='APOLOGIZE (Timbaland feat. 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allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x17rlt_gregory-lemarchal-a-corps-perdu_music"&gt;&amp;quot;A Corps Perdu &amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/logicom07"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4336dqei5MYChj9wd"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4336dqei5MYChj9wd" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="335" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2pu8p_gregory-lemarchal-je-suis-en-vie_music"&gt; Je Suis En Vie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/Gregory-Lemarchal"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4k0NW33bPYWxH84y0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4k0NW33bPYWxH84y0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="250" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x158ng_gregory-lemarchal-ecris-lhistoire_music"&gt;Ecris L&amp;#039;Histoire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/logicom07"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-5433777865292954883?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/5433777865292954883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=5433777865292954883' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5433777865292954883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5433777865292954883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2007/10/de-temps-en-temps-clip-gregory.html' title='Gregory Lemarchal [les Clip]'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-1856048081078730986</id><published>2007-10-22T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T10:24:33.135+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/happy_birthday/"&gt;&lt;img alt="ZWANI.com - The place for myspace comments, glitters, graphics, backgrounds and codes" src="http://images.zwani.com/graphics/happy_birthday/images/bday1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/happy_birthday/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;to ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-1856048081078730986?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/1856048081078730986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=1856048081078730986' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1856048081078730986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1856048081078730986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-6494789341570235246</id><published>2007-10-17T11:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:52:26.494Z</updated><title type='text'>Mostrem ao Mundo...(fabrica de atletas) Revoltante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Recebi este email hj de manhã e decidi publicá-lo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Raios os partam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto é muito triste!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É inacreditável que isto ocorra por uma simples medalha de ouro em jogos olímpicos!!! É para ficar indignado mesmo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interessante é que a maioria de nós tem conhecimento que a China tem o trabalho escravo como uma 'coisa normal', e quer ser a maior vencedora de medalhas da história das Olimpíadas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto é que é treinar? Isto NÃO É desporto, é um SACRIFÍCIO!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxXpsrPLKlI/AAAAAAAABbo/RtEhISSVkJI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxXpsrPLKlI/AAAAAAAABbo/RtEhISSVkJI/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122257104933694034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxXpnbPLKkI/AAAAAAAABbg/ponCDhwRAwY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxXpnbPLKkI/AAAAAAAABbg/ponCDhwRAwY/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122257014739380802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxXpibPLKjI/AAAAAAAABbY/fJKjvA_Qy-k/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxXpibPLKjI/AAAAAAAABbY/fJKjvA_Qy-k/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122256928840034866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxXpcrPLKiI/AAAAAAAABbQ/nVbTAlbezpo/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxXpcrPLKiI/AAAAAAAABbQ/nVbTAlbezpo/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122256830055787042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denuncie ao mundo, fazendo 'correr' este e-mail..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-6494789341570235246?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/6494789341570235246/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=6494789341570235246' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6494789341570235246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/6494789341570235246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2007/10/mostrem-ao-mundofabrica-de-atletas.html' title='Mostrem ao Mundo...(fabrica de atletas) Revoltante!'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxXpsrPLKlI/AAAAAAAABbo/RtEhISSVkJI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-5590460819832984839</id><published>2007-10-16T13:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:52:26.732Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/Rxc93pTxD8I/AAAAAAAABb4/iTossZtcymI/s1600-h/Amizade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/Rxc93pTxD8I/AAAAAAAABb4/iTossZtcymI/s320/Amizade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122631127348088770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-5590460819832984839?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/5590460819832984839/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=5590460819832984839' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5590460819832984839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/5590460819832984839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/Rxc93pTxD8I/AAAAAAAABb4/iTossZtcymI/s72-c/Amizade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-2549054002790052547</id><published>2007-10-16T11:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:52:26.909Z</updated><title type='text'>Um Amigo...</title><content type='html'>... Aceita-te como és&lt;br /&gt;... Acredita em ti&lt;br /&gt;... Nunca se ri de ti&lt;br /&gt;... Admira todas as partes da tua pessoa&lt;br /&gt;(inclusive as partes inacabadas)&lt;br /&gt;... Perdoa os teus erros&lt;br /&gt;... Ajuda-te&lt;br /&gt;... Ama-te por aquilo que és&lt;br /&gt;... Nunca te goza&lt;br /&gt;... Oferece-te o seu apoio&lt;br /&gt;... Ajuda-te a levantar&lt;br /&gt;... Acalma os teus medos&lt;br /&gt;... Eleva o teu espírito&lt;br /&gt;... Diz coisas lindas acerca de ti&lt;br /&gt;... Diz a verdade quando precisas de ouvi-la&lt;br /&gt;... Compreende-te&lt;br /&gt;... Valoriza-te&lt;br /&gt;... Caminha a teu lado&lt;br /&gt;... Explica-te coisas que tu não entendes&lt;br /&gt;... Grita se for necessário, quando tu não queres ver a realidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Amigos de verdade há poucos&lt;br /&gt;Se os tiveres conserva-os...&lt;br /&gt;serão o teu tesouro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/Rxc895TxD7I/AAAAAAAABbw/HEI-DnyfmoI/s1600-h/postal%2520de%2520amizade.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122630135210643378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/Rxc895TxD7I/AAAAAAAABbw/HEI-DnyfmoI/s320/postal%2520de%2520amizade.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-2549054002790052547?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/2549054002790052547/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=2549054002790052547' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/2549054002790052547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/2549054002790052547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2007/10/um-amigo.html' title='Um Amigo...'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/Rxc895TxD7I/AAAAAAAABbw/HEI-DnyfmoI/s72-c/postal%2520de%2520amizade.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-1399221435698332937</id><published>2007-10-15T05:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:52:27.230Z</updated><title type='text'>4 anitos já passaram...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;desde o teu nascimento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxTV87PLKhI/AAAAAAAABbI/DzDi16N8ne4/s1600-h/IMG_5574+clarussss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121953918897302034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxTV87PLKhI/AAAAAAAABbI/DzDi16N8ne4/s320/IMG_5574+clarussss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxOWc7PLKcI/AAAAAAAABak/PS7Jm0hztsY/s1600-h/198.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121602624932227522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxOWc7PLKcI/AAAAAAAABak/PS7Jm0hztsY/s320/198.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És um misto de rebeldia e ternura...&lt;br /&gt;mas serás para sempre o meu bebé! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-1399221435698332937?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/1399221435698332937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=1399221435698332937' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1399221435698332937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/1399221435698332937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2007/10/4-anitos-j-passaram.html' title='4 anitos já passaram...'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RxTV87PLKhI/AAAAAAAABbI/DzDi16N8ne4/s72-c/IMG_5574+clarussss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-225626682222433123</id><published>2007-10-06T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:52:27.353Z</updated><title type='text'>E já la vão 11 anos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;desde o teu nascimento, como o tempo passa depressa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RwuQmwmNgPI/AAAAAAAABac/TWDZ2ss2-Cc/s1600-h/IMG_5500+clarussss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RwuQmwmNgPI/AAAAAAAABac/TWDZ2ss2-Cc/s320/IMG_5500+clarussss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119344396991299826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMO-TE MUITO FILHO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-225626682222433123?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/225626682222433123/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=225626682222433123' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/225626682222433123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/225626682222433123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2007/10/e-j-la-vo-11-anos.html' title='E já la vão 11 anos...'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RwuQmwmNgPI/AAAAAAAABac/TWDZ2ss2-Cc/s72-c/IMG_5500+clarussss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099046.post-837891444188368079</id><published>2007-09-11T18:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T12:06:24.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissa: Elle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dedicado à minha Mãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Kft3TO3qp8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Kft3TO3qp8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est mon âme, elle est mon coeur&lt;br /&gt;Elle est ma flamme, mon bonheur&lt;br /&gt;C'est celle qui m'a donné la vie&lt;br /&gt;Elle fait parti de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est mon sang, elle est mes yeux&lt;br /&gt;Elle est mon ange le plus precieux&lt;br /&gt;C'est celle qui m'a donné la vie&lt;br /&gt;Elle fait parti de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est tout ce que j'ai de plus cher au monde&lt;br /&gt;Ma raison d'être, ma raison de vivre&lt;br /&gt;Près d'elle je serai jusqu'à la dernière seconde&lt;br /&gt;C'est elle que j'aime, elle est ma vie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est mon ombre, elle est ma voix&lt;br /&gt;Elle est mon or, elle est ma foi&lt;br /&gt;C'est elle qui m'a donné la vie&lt;br /&gt;Elle fait partie de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est ma chance, elle est mon souffle&lt;br /&gt;Mon existence, c'est plus que tout&lt;br /&gt;C'est celle qui m'a donné la vie&lt;br /&gt;Elle fait partie de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est tout ce que j'ai de plus cher au monde&lt;br /&gt;Ma raison d'être, ma raison de vivre&lt;br /&gt;Près d'elle je serai jusqu'à la dernière seconde&lt;br /&gt;C'est elle que j'aime, elle est ma vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est mon âme, elle est mon coeur&lt;br /&gt;Elle est ma flamme, mon bonheur&lt;br /&gt;C'est celle qui m'a donné la vie&lt;br /&gt;Elle fait partie de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est mon sang, elle est mes yeux&lt;br /&gt;Elle est mon ange, le plus precieux&lt;br /&gt;C'est celle qui m'a donné la vie&lt;br /&gt;Elle fait partie de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle fait partie de moi... (5x)&lt;br /&gt;Elle est toute ma vie, je t'aime a l'infini maman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099046-837891444188368079?l=clarussss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/feeds/837891444188368079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099046&amp;postID=837891444188368079' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/837891444188368079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099046/posts/default/837891444188368079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clarussss.blogspot.com/2007/09/melissa-elle.html' title='Melissa: Elle'/><author><name>Clarussss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01211144433188625747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UNlW4asgieA/RpS5D58jGoI/AAAAAAAABQs/1oCyLmx8VTg/s320/IMG_4940+2+clarussss+30%25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
