<?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-1619286996932020862</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:48:18.711+01:00</updated><category term='f'/><title type='text'>Canto Musical</title><subtitle type='html'>"After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-6906650944704028395</id><published>2009-04-26T17:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:07:26.712+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE END...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-6906650944704028395?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6906650944704028395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6906650944704028395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6906650944704028395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6906650944704028395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2009/04/end_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4631461211946680530</id><published>2009-04-02T21:03:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:43:32.801+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='f'/><title type='text'>ALWAYS - Bon Jovi</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jn8XfKnDPlg&amp;hl=pt-br&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/jn8XfKnDPlg&amp;hl=pt-br&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;This Romeo is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;But you can't see his blood&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing but some feelings&lt;br /&gt;That this old dog kicked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining since you left me&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm drowning in the flood&lt;br /&gt;You see I've always been a fighter&lt;br /&gt;But without you I give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sing a love song&lt;br /&gt;Like the way it's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I'm not that good anymore&lt;br /&gt;But babe that's just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will love you, babe, always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day, always&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;br /&gt;Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now your pictures that, you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Are just memories, of a different life&lt;br /&gt;Some that made us laugh&lt;br /&gt;Some that made us cry&lt;br /&gt;One that made you, have to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'd give to run my fingers, through your hair&lt;br /&gt;To touch your lips, to hold you near&lt;br /&gt;When you say your prayers, try to understand&lt;br /&gt;I've made mistakes, I'm just a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he holds you close&lt;br /&gt;When he pulls you near&lt;br /&gt;When he says the words&lt;br /&gt;You've been needing to hear&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was him, cause those words are mine&lt;br /&gt;To say to you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will love you, babe, always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there, forever and a day, always&lt;br /&gt;If you told me to cry for you, I could&lt;br /&gt;If you told me to die for you, I would&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my face&lt;br /&gt;There's no price I won't pay&lt;br /&gt;To say these words to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there ain't no luck in this loaded dice&lt;br /&gt;But babe if you give me just one more try&lt;br /&gt;We can pack up our old dreams and our old lives&lt;br /&gt;We'll find a place where the sun still shines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will love you, babe, always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day, always&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;br /&gt;Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, always.....&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-4631461211946680530?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4631461211946680530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4631461211946680530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4631461211946680530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4631461211946680530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2009/04/always.html' title='ALWAYS - Bon Jovi'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-2406179004723911454</id><published>2009-03-14T22:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:33:07.703Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu Não Sei Quem Te Perdeu - Pedro Abrunhosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1Q6WPhsSug&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1Q6WPhsSug&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;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;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando veio,&lt;br /&gt;Mostrou-me as maos vazias,&lt;br /&gt;As maos como os meus dias,&lt;br /&gt;Tao leves e banais.&lt;br /&gt;E pediu-me&lt;br /&gt;Que lhe levasse o medo,&lt;br /&gt;Eu disse-lhe um segredo:&lt;br /&gt;«Nao partas nunca mais»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E dancou,&lt;br /&gt;Rodou no chao molhado,&lt;br /&gt;Num beijo apertado&lt;br /&gt;De barco contra o cais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E uma asa voa&lt;br /&gt;A cada beijo teu,&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Sou dono do céu,&lt;br /&gt;E eu nao sei quem te perdeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracou-me&lt;br /&gt;Como se abraca o tempo,&lt;br /&gt;A vida num momento&lt;br /&gt;Em gestos nunca iguais.&lt;br /&gt;E parou,&lt;br /&gt;Cantou contra o meu peito,&lt;br /&gt;Num beijo imperfeito&lt;br /&gt;Roubado nos umbrais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E partiu,&lt;br /&gt;Sem me dizer o nome,&lt;br /&gt;Levando-me o perfume&lt;br /&gt;De tantas noites mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E uma asa voa&lt;br /&gt;A cada beijo teu,&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Sou dono do céu,&lt;br /&gt;E eu nao sei quem te perdeu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-2406179004723911454?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/2406179004723911454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=2406179004723911454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2406179004723911454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2406179004723911454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-nao-sei-quem-te-perdeu-pedro.html' title='Eu Não Sei Quem Te Perdeu - Pedro Abrunhosa'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-9152388595225297698</id><published>2009-02-11T13:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:55:03.539Z</updated><title type='text'>Delicate - Damien Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/huDIF--HmPU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/huDIF--HmPU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;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;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We might kiss when we are alone&lt;br /&gt;When nobody's watching&lt;br /&gt;We might take it home&lt;br /&gt;We might make out when nobody's there&lt;br /&gt;It's not that we're scared&lt;br /&gt;It's just that it's delicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do you fill my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;With the words you've borrowed&lt;br /&gt;From the only place you've known&lt;br /&gt;And why do you sing Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;If it means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;Why do you sing with me at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might live like never before&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing to give&lt;br /&gt;Well how can we ask for more&lt;br /&gt;We might make love in some sacred place&lt;br /&gt;The look on your face is delicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do you fill my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;With the words you've borrowed&lt;br /&gt;From the only place you've known&lt;br /&gt;And why do you sing Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;If it means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;Why do you sing with me at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do you fill my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;With the words you've borrowed&lt;br /&gt;From the only place you've known&lt;br /&gt;And why do you sing Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;If it means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;Why do you sing with me at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-9152388595225297698?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/9152388595225297698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=9152388595225297698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/9152388595225297698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/9152388595225297698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2009/02/delicate-damien-rice.html' title='Delicate - Damien Rice'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-123496404479052228</id><published>2008-10-12T20:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:43:06.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocês Sabem Lá</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Vocês sabem lá&lt;br /&gt;a saudade de alguém que está perto&lt;br /&gt;é mais, é pior&lt;br /&gt;do que a sede que dá no deserto&lt;br /&gt;é chama que a vida ateia sem dó&lt;br /&gt;na alma da gente, ao sentir&lt;br /&gt;que vive só&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocês sabem lá&lt;br /&gt;que tormento é viver sem esperança&lt;br /&gt;e ter coração&lt;br /&gt;coração que não dorme nem cansa&lt;br /&gt;Não há maior dor nem viver mais cruel&lt;br /&gt;que sentir o amargo do fel&lt;br /&gt;em vez de mel,&lt;br /&gt;vocês sabem lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-123496404479052228?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/123496404479052228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=123496404479052228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/123496404479052228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/123496404479052228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/10/vocs-sabem-l-jernimo-bragana.html' title='Vocês Sabem Lá'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-8063928523899771390</id><published>2008-10-05T22:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:20:26.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Your Own Kind Of Music - Mama Cass Elliot</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1RhriAN7jME&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;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/1RhriAN7jME&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;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;Nobody can tell ya&lt;br /&gt;Theres only one song worth singing&lt;br /&gt;They may try and sell ya&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hangs them up to see someone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But youve gotta make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;Sing your own special song&lt;br /&gt;Make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;Even if nobody else sings along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre gonna be nowhere&lt;br /&gt;The loneliest kind of lonely&lt;br /&gt;It may be rough going&lt;br /&gt;Just to do your things the hardest thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But youve gotta make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;Sing your own special song&lt;br /&gt;Make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;Even if nobody else sings along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you cannot take my hand&lt;br /&gt;And if you must be going&lt;br /&gt;I will understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youve gotta make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;Sing your own special song&lt;br /&gt;Make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;Even if nobody else sings along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youve gotta make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;Sing your own special song&lt;br /&gt;Make your own kind of music&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-8063928523899771390?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/8063928523899771390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=8063928523899771390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8063928523899771390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8063928523899771390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-your-own-kind-of-music-mama-cass.html' title='Make Your Own Kind Of Music - Mama Cass Elliot'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-774161553746383374</id><published>2008-08-28T21:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:11:34.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Intervalo - Per7ume</title><content type='html'>Vida em câmara lenta&lt;br /&gt;8 ou 80&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que vou emergir&lt;br /&gt;Já sei de cor&lt;br /&gt;Todas as canções de amor&lt;br /&gt;Para à conquista partir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz que tenho sal&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes mal&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li&lt;br /&gt;No filme que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;Na foto onde eu não entreiNotícia do jornal&lt;br /&gt;O quadro minimal&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida à média rés&lt;br /&gt;Levanta os pés&lt;br /&gt;Não vás em futebóis&lt;br /&gt;Apesar do intervalo&lt;br /&gt;Que é quando eu falo&lt;br /&gt;Para não me incomodar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz que tenho sal&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes mal&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li&lt;br /&gt;No filme que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;Na foto onde eu não entrei&lt;br /&gt;Notícia do jornal&lt;br /&gt;O quadro minimal&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes&lt;br /&gt;Na história que não terminou&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li&lt;br /&gt;No filme que eu não vi&lt;br /&gt;Na foto onde eu não entrei&lt;br /&gt;Notícia do jornal&lt;br /&gt;O quadro minimal&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-774161553746383374?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/774161553746383374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=774161553746383374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/774161553746383374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/774161553746383374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/08/intervalo-per7ume.html' title='Intervalo - Per7ume'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-1546897163952683046</id><published>2008-05-15T21:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:03:03.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Labaredas - Original</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Letra: &lt;a href="http://websitesh.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sofia Henriqueto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Musica: Musico do Canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labaredas de incenso perfumado&lt;br /&gt;Presença assídua em dias de aroma,&lt;br /&gt;Labaredas de incenso quente&lt;br /&gt;Presença imóvel que contempla o ser amado,&lt;br /&gt;Labaredas de incenso com melodia&lt;br /&gt;Presença fugaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfeito Corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Respiração compassada&lt;br /&gt;nas pautas desse leito&lt;br /&gt;cuja luz te esconde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linha de ombro&lt;br /&gt;Respiração ofegante&lt;br /&gt;cujo brilho de lábios, morno, encerra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incenso, arde a música que consumimos nesta noite&lt;br /&gt;A viagem que fazemos até ao encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Labaredas de ti em mim, outrora&lt;br /&gt;e ainda agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labaredas!&lt;br /&gt;Incenso, arde,&lt;br /&gt;chuva que esconde a sombra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-1546897163952683046?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/1546897163952683046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=1546897163952683046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1546897163952683046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1546897163952683046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/05/labaredas-original.html' title='Labaredas - Original'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-535953201883565150</id><published>2008-04-29T20:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:18:59.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradiesvogel - Instrumental</title><content type='html'>Para descontrair :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-535953201883565150?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/535953201883565150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=535953201883565150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/535953201883565150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/535953201883565150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/04/paradiesvogel-instrumental.html' title='Paradiesvogel - Instrumental'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-5872373654360889096</id><published>2008-04-27T15:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:14:59.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Esfera - Pedro Khima</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Esconde esse sorriso que me faz querer matar por mais................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/huN7vpydWUQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/huN7vpydWUQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por sinal&lt;br /&gt;essa esfera que, me tentava sem me olhar&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais era do que um som que me levava a tentar&lt;br /&gt;Fugir de ti&lt;br /&gt;Sair de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez mais&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber porque&lt;br /&gt;Desisti para te dizer&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais, quero mais&lt;br /&gt;Senao for assim&lt;br /&gt;Esconde esse sorriso que me faz querer matar por mais&lt;br /&gt;Mais, mais, quero mais, mais, mais&lt;br /&gt;Por isso esconde esse sorriso que me faz querer matar por mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só assim da para mim conseguir que nao doa mais&lt;br /&gt;Que me deixes ir&lt;br /&gt;Que me libertes de ti&lt;br /&gt;Que nao me faças sentir&lt;br /&gt;Eu nao quero cair&lt;br /&gt;nao me posso entregar&lt;br /&gt;Sem que percebas que nao podes julgar&lt;br /&gt;E eu quero tentar poder acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Que o aperto ca dentro um dia vai acabar&lt;br /&gt;O monstro em mim nao ira sucumbir&lt;br /&gt;Nao desfalece por nao conseguir&lt;br /&gt;que olhes para mim, que me faças existir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso esconde esse sorriso que me faz querer matar por mais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-5872373654360889096?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/5872373654360889096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=5872373654360889096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5872373654360889096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5872373654360889096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/04/esfera-pedro-khima.html' title='A Esfera - Pedro Khima'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-5008185286083905315</id><published>2008-04-19T23:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:16:53.055+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meravigliosa Creatura - Gianna Nannini</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZ7iA2EklaU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZ7iA2EklaU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/1619286996932020862-5008185286083905315?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/5008185286083905315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=5008185286083905315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5008185286083905315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5008185286083905315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/04/meravigliosa-creatura-gianna-nannini.html' title='Meravigliosa Creatura - Gianna Nannini'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-8613886659758899100</id><published>2008-04-12T18:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T18:26:25.104+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke para mudos!!!</title><content type='html'>Sem palavras!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4n2icA8_R8E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4n2icA8_R8E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/1619286996932020862-8613886659758899100?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/8613886659758899100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=8613886659758899100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8613886659758899100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8613886659758899100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/04/karaoke-para-mudos.html' title='Karaoke para mudos!!!'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-830378617871551444</id><published>2008-04-11T19:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T19:32:54.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantinho Deprimente</title><content type='html'>No Cantinho Deprimente de hoje deixo-vos com uma pérola da música internacional. Qual Zé Cabra, qual Nel Monteiro.&lt;br /&gt;Este videoclip é um verdadeiro achado e de uma qualidade extrema, desde a voz, ao guarda-roupa, a dança, o strip-tease, a letra... TUDO!!! Ah.. e a sensualidade claro!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A não perder!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i_KA3AKojrc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i_KA3AKojrc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/1619286996932020862-830378617871551444?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/830378617871551444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=830378617871551444&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/830378617871551444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/830378617871551444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/04/cantinho-deprimente.html' title='Cantinho Deprimente'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-6194244633251280396</id><published>2008-03-28T23:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:59:46.062Z</updated><title type='text'>Porto Côvo - Tuna da Universidade Católica Portuguesa - Porto</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rciyn8D3udw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rciyn8D3udw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLISEU DO PORTO - 2003&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-6194244633251280396?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6194244633251280396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6194244633251280396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6194244633251280396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6194244633251280396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/03/porto-cvo-tuna-da-universidade-catlica.html' title='Porto Côvo - Tuna da Universidade Católica Portuguesa - Porto'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4034127803229161813</id><published>2008-03-25T17:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:40:48.022Z</updated><title type='text'>Hello - Lionel Richie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been alone with you inside my mind  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I sometimes see you pass outside my door  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello, is it me you're looking for?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can see it in your eyes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can see it in your smile  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're all I've ever wanted, (and) my arms are open wide  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you know just what to say  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you know just what to do  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I want to tell you so much, I love you ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I long to see the sunlight in your hair  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And tell you time and time again how much I care  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello, I've just got to let you know  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I wonder where you are  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I wonder what you do  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me how to win your heart  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For I haven't got a clue  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But let me start by saying, I love you ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello, is it me you're looking for?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I wonder where you are  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I wonder what you do  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me how to win your heart  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For I haven't got a clue  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But let me start by saying ... I love you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-4034127803229161813?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4034127803229161813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4034127803229161813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4034127803229161813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4034127803229161813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-lionel-richie.html' title='Hello - Lionel Richie'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3906541710545401331</id><published>2008-03-19T18:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:53:40.744Z</updated><title type='text'>One Man Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ho7XneNG2Ac&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ho7XneNG2Ac&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Espetacular!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-3906541710545401331?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3906541710545401331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3906541710545401331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3906541710545401331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3906541710545401331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-man-band.html' title='One Man Band'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-7059576444126645554</id><published>2008-03-17T20:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:01:27.031Z</updated><title type='text'>Lost - Michael Bublé</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRGgnZzUjgE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRGgnZzUjgE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe it’s over&lt;br /&gt;I watched the whole thing fall&lt;br /&gt;And i never saw the writing that was on the wall&lt;br /&gt;If i only knew&lt;br /&gt;The days were slipping past&lt;br /&gt;That the good things never last&lt;br /&gt;That you were crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer turned to winter&lt;br /&gt;And the snow, it turned  to rain&lt;br /&gt;Then the rain turned into tears upon your face&lt;br /&gt;I hardly  recognize the girl you are today&lt;br /&gt;And God i hope it’s not too late&lt;br /&gt;It’s not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;I’m always there with you&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll get lost together&lt;br /&gt;Till the light comes pouring through&lt;br /&gt;so When you feel like you’re done&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;br /&gt;Babe you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;When your world’s crashin’ down&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t bear the thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, babe you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can show no mercy&lt;br /&gt;It can tear your soul apart&lt;br /&gt;It can make you feel like you’ve gone crazy&lt;br /&gt;But you’re not&lt;br /&gt;Though things have seemed to change&lt;br /&gt;There’s one thing that’s still the same&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you have remained&lt;br /&gt;And we can fly, fly, fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;and Iam there with you&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll get lost together&lt;br /&gt;Till the light comes pouring through&lt;br /&gt;so When you feel like you’re done&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;br /&gt;and Babe you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;and  your world crashing down&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t bear the thought&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby you’re not lost&lt;br /&gt;I said Baby, you’re not lost..&lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/2147444281.jpg" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-7059576444126645554?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/7059576444126645554/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=7059576444126645554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7059576444126645554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7059576444126645554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost-michael-bubl.html' title='Lost - Michael Bublé'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4506535060242676365</id><published>2008-03-14T21:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:19:02.221Z</updated><title type='text'>Up Where We Belong - Joe Cocker / Jennifer Warnes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Who knows what tomorrow brings &lt;br /&gt;In a world, few hearts survive &lt;br /&gt;All I know, is the way I feel &lt;br /&gt;When it’s real, I keep my pray alive   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The road is long &lt;br /&gt;There are mountains in our way &lt;br /&gt;But we climb steps every day   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love lift us up where we belong &lt;br /&gt;Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high &lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong &lt;br /&gt;Far from the world we know &lt;br /&gt;Up where the clear winds blow     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some hang on to "used-to-be" &lt;br /&gt;Live their lives locking behind &lt;br /&gt;All we have is here and now &lt;br /&gt;All our lives, out there to find   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The road is long &lt;br /&gt;There are mountains in our way &lt;br /&gt;But we climb steps every day   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love lift us up where we belong &lt;br /&gt;Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high &lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong &lt;br /&gt;Far from the world we know &lt;br /&gt;Up where the clear winds blow   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Time goes by &lt;br /&gt;No time to cry &lt;br /&gt;Life’s you and I, alive, baby   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love lift us up where we belong &lt;br /&gt;Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high &lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong &lt;br /&gt;Far from the world we know &lt;br /&gt;Up where the clear winds blow   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love lift us up where we belong  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love lift us up where we belong  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Far from the world we know  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Up where the clear winds blow&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-4506535060242676365?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4506535060242676365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4506535060242676365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4506535060242676365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4506535060242676365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/03/up-where-we-belong-joe-cocker-jennifer.html' title='Up Where We Belong - Joe Cocker / Jennifer Warnes'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-8195521128047461935</id><published>2008-03-12T20:19:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T21:21:35.460Z</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii Medley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hawaii-beachfronthome.com/HawaiiBeachfrontSunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.hawaii-beachfronthome.com/HawaiiBeachfrontSunset.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloha Oe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haaheo e ka u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i na pali&lt;br /&gt;Ke nihi ae la i k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ele&lt;br /&gt;E uhai ana paha i ka liko&lt;br /&gt;Pua a hihi lehu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a o u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aloha oe, aloha o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e,&lt;br /&gt;E ke onaona noho i ka lipo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One fond embrace, a hoi ae au&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hawaiiguide.com/dance9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.hawaiiguide.com/dance9a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueh Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Night and you and Blue Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;The night is heavenly and you are heaven to me&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Lovely you and Blue Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;With all this loveliness there should be love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with me while the moon is on the sea&lt;br /&gt;The night is young and so are we, so are we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams come true in Blue Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;And mine could all come true this magic night of nights with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with me while the moon is on the sea (the moon is on the sea)&lt;br /&gt;The night is young and so are we (so are we)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams come true in Blue Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;And mine could all come true this magic night of nights with you&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-8195521128047461935?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/8195521128047461935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=8195521128047461935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8195521128047461935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8195521128047461935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/03/hawaii-medley.html' title='Hawaii Medley'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3775764494201180630</id><published>2008-03-10T21:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:13:21.430Z</updated><title type='text'>Lover You Should've Come Over - Jeff Buckley</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRcMuKWP8Fw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRcMuKWP8Fw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Looking out the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Parading in a wake of sad relations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As their shoes fill up with water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I'm too young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To keep good love from going wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But tonight, you're on my mind so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Broken down and hungry for your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With no way to feed it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where are you tonight? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Child, you know how much I need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Too young to hold on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And too old to just break free and run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes a man gets carried away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When he feels like he should be having his fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Much too blind to see the damage he's done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; He has no-one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will I ever see your sweet return?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, will I ever learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, Lover, you should've come over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause it's not too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lonely is the room the bed is made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The open window lets the rain in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Burning in the corner is the only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Who dreams he had you with him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My body turns and yearns for a sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That won't ever come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's never over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's never over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's never over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's never over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But maybe I'm just too young to keep good love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; From going wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh... lover you should've come over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yes, and I feel too young to hold on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm much too old to break free and run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Too deaf, dumb, and blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To see the damage I've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweet lover, you should've come over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, love, well I'll wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lover, you should've come over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause it's not too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-3775764494201180630?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3775764494201180630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3775764494201180630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3775764494201180630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3775764494201180630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/03/lover-you-shouldve-come-over-jeff.html' title='Lover You Should&apos;ve Come Over - Jeff Buckley'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4271077909987279916</id><published>2008-03-09T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-09T11:46:23.842Z</updated><title type='text'>How to Save a Life - The Fray</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Step one you say we need to talk&lt;br /&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk&lt;br /&gt;He smiles politely back at you&lt;br /&gt;You stare politely right on through&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;br /&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;br /&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let him know that you know best&lt;br /&gt;Cause after all you do know best&lt;br /&gt;Try to slip past his defense&lt;br /&gt;Without granting innocence&lt;br /&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;The things you've told him all along&lt;br /&gt;And pray to God he hears you&lt;br /&gt;And pray to God he hears you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he begins to raise his voice&lt;br /&gt;You lower yours and grant him one last choice&lt;br /&gt;Drive until you lose the road&lt;br /&gt;Or break with the ones you've followed&lt;br /&gt;He will do one of two things&lt;br /&gt;He will admit to everything&lt;br /&gt;Or he'll say he's just not the same&lt;br /&gt;And you'll begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-4271077909987279916?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4271077909987279916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4271077909987279916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4271077909987279916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4271077909987279916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-to-save-life-fray.html' title='How to Save a Life - The Fray'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3811325867517480755</id><published>2008-03-03T18:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-03T18:25:30.769Z</updated><title type='text'>Heaven - Bryan Adams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Um Clássico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/deXeztCkDpo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/deXeztCkDpo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh - thinkin' about all our younger years&lt;br /&gt;There was only you and me&lt;br /&gt;We were young and wild and free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now nothin' can take you away from me&lt;br /&gt;We bin down that road before&lt;br /&gt;But that's over now&lt;br /&gt;You keep me comin' back for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're all that I want&lt;br /&gt;When you're lyin' here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I'm findin' it hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;And love is all that I need&lt;br /&gt;And I found it there in your heart&lt;br /&gt;It isn't too hard to see&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - once in your life you find someone&lt;br /&gt;Who will turn your world around&lt;br /&gt;Bring you up when you're feelin' down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya - nothin' could change what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's lots that I could say&lt;br /&gt;But just hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Cause our love will light the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N' baby you're all that I want&lt;br /&gt;When you're lyin' here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I'm findin' it hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;And love is all that I need&lt;br /&gt;And I found it there in your heart&lt;br /&gt;It isn't too hard to see&lt;br /&gt;We're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bin waitin' for so long&lt;br /&gt;For something to arrive&lt;br /&gt;For love to come along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now our dreams are comin' true&lt;br /&gt;Through the good times and the bad&lt;br /&gt;Ya - I'll be standin' there by you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-3811325867517480755?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3811325867517480755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3811325867517480755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3811325867517480755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3811325867517480755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/03/heaven-bryan-adams.html' title='Heaven - Bryan Adams'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3787441622291086184</id><published>2008-02-23T23:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-23T23:24:10.212Z</updated><title type='text'>Nine Crimes - Damien Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Voz: Musico do Canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me out with the waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is not what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's the wrong kind of place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's the wrong time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For somebody new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a small crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I've got no excuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright, yeah, with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leave me out with the waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is not what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's the wrong kind of place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be cheating on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's the wrong time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she's pulling me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a small crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I've got no excuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-3787441622291086184?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3787441622291086184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3787441622291086184&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3787441622291086184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3787441622291086184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/02/nine-crimes-damien-rice.html' title='Nine Crimes - Damien Rice'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3679198859852383457</id><published>2008-02-20T19:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:36:08.638Z</updated><title type='text'>Ukulele Orchestra of GB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;LINDO!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Este grupo é fenomenal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ba1e9GkI4c&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ba1e9GkI4c&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OP7F8P1ZtD0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OP7F8P1ZtD0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXVdNKciP94&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXVdNKciP94&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/1619286996932020862-3679198859852383457?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3679198859852383457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3679198859852383457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3679198859852383457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3679198859852383457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/02/ukulele-orchestra-of-gb.html' title='Ukulele Orchestra of GB'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-2076288978829060077</id><published>2008-02-20T18:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:44:01.686Z</updated><title type='text'>The Good the Bad the Ugly - Ukulele Orchestra of GB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Fantástico Instrumental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V3gp7B8WC4Q&amp;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/V3gp7B8WC4Q&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/1619286996932020862-2076288978829060077?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/2076288978829060077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=2076288978829060077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2076288978829060077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2076288978829060077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-bad-ugly-ukulele-orchestra-of-gb_20.html' title='The Good the Bad the Ugly - Ukulele Orchestra of GB'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-1684314588032491453</id><published>2008-02-09T21:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:12:12.778Z</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah - K.D. Lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Esta é quanto a mim a melhor versão de todas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JlXV19TykLY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JlXV19TykLY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versão Original - Leonard Cohen&lt;br /&gt;Outras versões: Jeff Buckley, Rufus Wainright (versão do Shrek)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-1684314588032491453?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/1684314588032491453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=1684314588032491453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1684314588032491453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1684314588032491453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/02/hallelujah-kd-lang-verso-original.html' title='Hallelujah - K.D. Lang'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-2906790425221207503</id><published>2008-02-02T22:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-02T23:02:51.102Z</updated><title type='text'>Cinderela - Carlos Paião</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;           Eles são duas crianças a viver esperanças, a saber sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;Ela tem cabelos louros, ele tem tesouros para repartir.&lt;br /&gt;Numa outra brincadeira passam mesmo à beira sempre sem falar.&lt;br /&gt;Uns olhares envergonhados e são namorados sem ninguém pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foram juntos outro dia, como por magia, no autocarro, em pé.&lt;br /&gt;Ele lá lhe disse, a medo: "O meu nome é Pedro e o teu qual é?"&lt;br /&gt;Ela corou um pouquinho e respondeu baixinho: "Sou a Cinderela".&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite o envolveu ele adormeceu e sonhou com ela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então,&lt;br /&gt;Bate, bate coração&lt;br /&gt;Louco, louco de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;A idade assim não tem valor.&lt;br /&gt;Crescer,&lt;br /&gt;vai dar tempo p'ra aprender,&lt;br /&gt;Vai dar jeito p'ra viver&lt;br /&gt;O teu primeiro amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderela das histórias a avivar memórias, a deixar mistério&lt;br /&gt;Já o fez andar na lua, no meio da rua e a chover a sério.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela, quando lá o viu, encharcado e frio, quase o abraçou.&lt;br /&gt;Com a cara assim molhada ninguém deu por nada, ele atéchorou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então,&lt;br /&gt;Bate, bate coração&lt;br /&gt;Louco, louco de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;A idade assim não tem valor.&lt;br /&gt;Crescer,&lt;br /&gt;vai dar tempo p'ra aprender,&lt;br /&gt;Vai dar jeito p'ra viver&lt;br /&gt;O teu primeiro amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora, nos recreios, dão os seus passeios, fazem muitosplanos.&lt;br /&gt;E dividem a merenda, tal como uma prenda que se dá nos anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, num desses momentos, houve sentimentos a falar por si.&lt;br /&gt;Ele pegou na mão dela: "Sabes Cinderela, eu gosto de ti..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-2906790425221207503?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/2906790425221207503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=2906790425221207503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2906790425221207503'/><link 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmJ45jpbT90&amp;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;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;Se um dia me aproximar de ti&lt;br /&gt;Não penses que é só um flirt&lt;br /&gt;Não julgues que é um filme&lt;br /&gt;Que já viste em qualquer parte&lt;br /&gt;Pensa bem antes de agires&lt;br /&gt;Evita ser imprudente&lt;br /&gt;Faz a carta do meu signo&lt;br /&gt;E vê à lupa o ascendente&lt;br /&gt;Tem cuidado e tira a teima&lt;br /&gt;Vê aquilo que sou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem cuidado e tira a teima&lt;br /&gt;Que sou tu não sonhas ao que venho&lt;br /&gt;Não sabes do que sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Eu dou tudo quanto tenho&lt;br /&gt;Não funciono a meio gás&lt;br /&gt;Vem sentar-te à minha frente&lt;br /&gt;E diz-me o que vês em mim&lt;br /&gt;Não respondas já a quente&lt;br /&gt;Pondera antes de dizer sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem cuidado e tira a teima&lt;br /&gt;Porque aquilo que sou fere, rasga e queima&lt;br /&gt;Tem cuidado e tira a teima&lt;br /&gt;Porque aquilo que sou fere, rasga e queima&lt;br /&gt;Diz-me diz-me se vês o granito&lt;br /&gt;Onde a cidade, os grandes temas&lt;br /&gt;Diz-me se vês o amor infinito&lt;br /&gt;Ou somente um par de algemas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem cuidado e tira a teima&lt;br /&gt;Vê aquilo que sou&lt;br /&gt;Tem cuidado e tira a teima&lt;br /&gt;Vê aquilo que sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-1270969928174503703?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/1270969928174503703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=1270969928174503703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1270969928174503703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1270969928174503703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/01/tira-teima-cl.html' title='Tira a Teima - Clã'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-1235326252465429862</id><published>2008-01-30T19:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:20:04.253Z</updated><title type='text'>Cantinho Deprimente</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJhYevnP9rg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJhYevnP9rg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É de facto uma música com muita qualidade... para não falar dos artistas.. daí ter merecido este destaque..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora a questão é... de que planeta vieram eles???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-1235326252465429862?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/1235326252465429862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=1235326252465429862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1235326252465429862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1235326252465429862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/01/cantinho-deprimente.html' title='Cantinho Deprimente'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-1249590153585646958</id><published>2008-01-27T18:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-27T18:07:11.885Z</updated><title type='text'>Deves estar a chegar - Oioai</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5dAM5C3ZJRI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5dAM5C3ZJRI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as notícias da manhã falavam de um furacão no méxico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a imagem dos viajantes decepcionados esconde o fundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do aeroporto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; onde podes estar a chegar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; podes estar a chegar, estiveste tão longe e agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; deves estar a chegar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; deves estar a chegar, deves estar a chegar, deves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; estar a chegar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; não te vi, e tentei voltar a dormir, sabendo que a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ásia ficava longe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mas como não chegaste, fiquei preocupado; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nada nas notícias, porque é que não estou a receber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; uma chamada tua? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; devias estar a chegar, estiveste tão longe e agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; podes estar a chegar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; deves estar a chegar, deves estar a chegar, deves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; estar a chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-1249590153585646958?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/1249590153585646958/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=1249590153585646958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1249590153585646958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1249590153585646958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/01/deves-estar-chegar.html' title='Deves estar a chegar - Oioai'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-8000270105471243184</id><published>2008-01-24T20:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:34:15.381Z</updated><title type='text'>Sozinho - Caetano Veloso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Às vezes, no silêncio da noite&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico imaginando nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico ali sonhando acordado, juntando&lt;br /&gt;O antes, o agora e o depois&lt;br /&gt;Por que você me deixa tão solto?&lt;br /&gt;Por que você não cola em mim?&lt;br /&gt;Tô me sentindo muito sozinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou nem quero ser o seu dono&lt;br /&gt;É que um carinho às vezes cai bem&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho meus segredos e planos secretos&lt;br /&gt;Só abro pra você mais ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Por que você me esquece e some?&lt;br /&gt;E se eu me interessar por alguém?&lt;br /&gt;E se ela, de repente, me ganha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente gosta&lt;br /&gt;É claro que a gente cuida&lt;br /&gt;Fala que me ama&lt;br /&gt;Só que é da boca pra fora&lt;br /&gt;Ou você me engana&lt;br /&gt;Ou não está madura&lt;br /&gt;Onde está você agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente gosta&lt;br /&gt;É claro que a gente cuida&lt;br /&gt;Fala que me ama&lt;br /&gt;Só que é da boca pra fora&lt;br /&gt;Ou você me engana&lt;br /&gt;Ou não está madura&lt;br /&gt;Onde está você agora?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-8000270105471243184?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/8000270105471243184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=8000270105471243184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8000270105471243184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8000270105471243184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/01/sozinho-caetano-veloso.html' title='Sozinho - Caetano Veloso'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-7551297204375646417</id><published>2008-01-23T19:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:09:58.378Z</updated><title type='text'>Against All Odds - Phil Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How can you just walk away from me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when all I can do is watch you leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So take a look at me now, oh there's just an empty space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's nothing left here to remind me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just the memory of your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ooh take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you coming back to me is against the odds and that's what I've got to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wish I could just make you turn around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; turn around and see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's so much I need to say to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so many reasons why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the only one who really knew me at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now take a look at me now, cos there's just an empty space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But to wait for you, is all I can do and that's what I've got to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take a good look at me now, cos I'll still be standing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you coming back to me is against all odds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's the chance I've gotta take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take a look at me now&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/1619286996932020862-7551297204375646417?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/7551297204375646417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=7551297204375646417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7551297204375646417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7551297204375646417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/01/against-all-odds-phil-collins.html' title='Against All Odds - Phil Collins'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-885734563283877198</id><published>2008-01-20T23:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:00:26.618Z</updated><title type='text'>Trovas do Tempo que Passa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Versão Original: Adriano Correia de Oliveira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Letra: Manuel Alegre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arranjo e voz: Músico do Canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pergunto ao vento que passa&lt;br /&gt;notícias do meu país&lt;br /&gt;e o vento cala a desgraça&lt;br /&gt;o vento nada me diz&lt;br /&gt;e o vento cala a desgraça&lt;br /&gt;o vento nada me diz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas há sempre uma candeia&lt;br /&gt;dentro da própria desgraça&lt;br /&gt;há sempre alguém que semeia&lt;br /&gt;canções no vento que passa&lt;br /&gt;há sempre alguém que semeia&lt;br /&gt;canções no vento que passa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mesmo na noite mais triste&lt;br /&gt;em tempo de sevidão&lt;br /&gt;há sempre alguém que resiste&lt;br /&gt;há sempre alguém que diz não&lt;br /&gt;há sempre alguém que resiste&lt;br /&gt;há sempre alguém que diz não.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-885734563283877198?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/885734563283877198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=885734563283877198&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/885734563283877198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/885734563283877198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/01/trovas-do-tempo-que-passa.html' title='Trovas do Tempo que Passa'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-7770622862120952316</id><published>2008-01-06T18:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:29:41.708Z</updated><title type='text'>Sei-te de Cor - Paulo Gonzo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Sei de cor&lt;br /&gt;Cada traço&lt;br /&gt;Do teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Do teu olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Cada Sombra&lt;br /&gt;Da tua voz.&lt;br /&gt;E cada silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Cada gesto que tu faças&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor sei-te de cor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei&lt;br /&gt;Cada capricho teu&lt;br /&gt;E o que não dizes&lt;br /&gt;Ou preferes calar.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me adivinhar&lt;br /&gt;Não digas que o louco sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Se for tanto melhor&lt;br /&gt;Amor sei-te de cor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei&lt;br /&gt;Por que becos te escondes.&lt;br /&gt;Sei ao pormenor&lt;br /&gt;O teu melhor e o pior.&lt;br /&gt;Sei de ti mais do que queria&lt;br /&gt;Numa palavra diria&lt;br /&gt;Sei-te de cor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei&lt;br /&gt;Cada capricho teu&lt;br /&gt;E o que não dizes&lt;br /&gt;Ou preferes calar.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me adivinhar&lt;br /&gt;Não digas que o louco sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Se for tanto melhor&lt;br /&gt;Amor sei-te de cor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei de cor&lt;br /&gt;Cada traço&lt;br /&gt;Do teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Do teu olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Cada Sombra&lt;br /&gt;Da tua voz.&lt;br /&gt;E cada silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Cada gesto que tu faças&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor sei-te de cor&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-7770622862120952316?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/7770622862120952316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=7770622862120952316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7770622862120952316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7770622862120952316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/01/sei-te-de-cor-paulo-gonzo.html' title='Sei-te de Cor - Paulo Gonzo'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-16864033110640700</id><published>2008-01-03T19:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-03T19:41:35.840Z</updated><title type='text'>Primeira música de 2008</title><content type='html'>A pedido de uma chata aqui vai a primeira música de 2008... sim.. porque estou mesmo inspirado... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vai:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la laaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la laaa&lt;br /&gt;La Laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La La la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-16864033110640700?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/16864033110640700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=16864033110640700&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/16864033110640700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/16864033110640700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2008/01/primeira-msica-de-2008.html' title='Primeira música de 2008'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-7694462617581924590</id><published>2007-12-28T21:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-28T21:12:55.727Z</updated><title type='text'>Catedral - Zelia Duncan</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-hKGjS4ZSkM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-hKGjS4ZSkM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O deserto que atravessei&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém me viu passar&lt;br /&gt;Estranho e só&lt;br /&gt;Nem pude ver que o céu é maior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei dizer&lt;br /&gt;Mas vi você&lt;br /&gt;Tão longe de chegar&lt;br /&gt;Mais perto de algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É deserto onde eu te encontrei&lt;br /&gt;Você me viu passar&lt;br /&gt;Correndo só&lt;br /&gt;Nem pude ver que o tempo é maior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhei pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Me vi assim&lt;br /&gt;Tão perto de chegar&lt;br /&gt;Onde você não está&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio uma catedral&lt;br /&gt;Um templo em mim&lt;br /&gt;Onde eu possa ser imortal&lt;br /&gt;Mas vai existir&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, vai ter que existir&lt;br /&gt;Vai resistir nosso lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solidão, quem pode evitar?&lt;br /&gt;Te encontro enfim&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração é secular&lt;br /&gt;Sonha e desagua dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã, devagar&lt;br /&gt;Me diz como voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu disser que foi por amor&lt;br /&gt;Não vou mentir pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Se eu disser deixa pra depois&lt;br /&gt;Não foi sempre assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei dizer&lt;br /&gt;Mas vi você&lt;br /&gt;Tão longe de chegar&lt;br /&gt;Mais perto de algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-7694462617581924590?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/7694462617581924590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=7694462617581924590&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7694462617581924590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7694462617581924590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/12/catedral-zelia-duncan.html' title='Catedral - Zelia Duncan'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4119023196931600798</id><published>2007-12-27T19:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:57:44.318Z</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New World - Peabo Bryson/Regina Belle (Tema Alladin)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I can show you the world&lt;br /&gt;Shining, shimmering, splendid&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, princess, now when did&lt;br /&gt;You last let your heart decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Take you wonder by wonder&lt;br /&gt;Over, sideways and under&lt;br /&gt;On a magic carpet ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;A new fantastic point of view&lt;br /&gt;No one to tell us no&lt;br /&gt;Or where to go&lt;br /&gt;Or say we're only dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;A dazzling place I never knew&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm way up here&lt;br /&gt;It's crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;That now I'm in a whole new world with you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in a whole new world with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable sights&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable feeling&lt;br /&gt;Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling&lt;br /&gt;Through an endless diamond sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;A hundred thousand things to see&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath - it gets better&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;I've come so far&lt;br /&gt;I can't go back to where I used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;Every turn a surprise&lt;br /&gt;With new horizons to pursue&lt;br /&gt;Every moment red-letter&lt;br /&gt;I'll chase them anywhere&lt;br /&gt;There's time to spare&lt;br /&gt;Let me share this whole new world with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;That's where we'll be&lt;br /&gt;A thrilling chase&lt;br /&gt;A wondrous place&lt;br /&gt;For you and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-4119023196931600798?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4119023196931600798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4119023196931600798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4119023196931600798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4119023196931600798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/12/whole-new-world-peabo-brysonregina.html' title='A Whole New World - Peabo Bryson/Regina Belle (Tema Alladin)'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-5322528278466494668</id><published>2007-12-10T17:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:28:37.114Z</updated><title type='text'>Oceano - Tuna da Universidade Católica Portuguesa (Porto)</title><content type='html'>Versão Original: Djavan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Jo8-JuxX2Q&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/7Jo8-JuxX2Q&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;XIV CELTA - Braga 08/12/2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-5322528278466494668?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/5322528278466494668/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=5322528278466494668&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5322528278466494668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5322528278466494668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/12/oceano-tuna-da-universidade-catlica.html' title='Oceano - Tuna da Universidade Católica Portuguesa (Porto)'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-5112102128320533788</id><published>2007-12-07T21:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:27:52.464Z</updated><title type='text'>Everything - Michael Bublé</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHuQKe1ithw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHuQKe1ithw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/1619286996932020862-5112102128320533788?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/5112102128320533788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=5112102128320533788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5112102128320533788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5112102128320533788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/12/everything-michael-bubl.html' title='Everything - Michael Bublé'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-996028935376911359</id><published>2007-11-29T21:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:03:25.478Z</updated><title type='text'>Queda do Império - Vitorino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perguntei ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Onde foi encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Mago sopro encanto&lt;br /&gt;Nau da vela em cruz&lt;br /&gt;Foi nas ondas do mar&lt;br /&gt;Do mundo inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Terras da perdição&lt;br /&gt;Parco império mil almas&lt;br /&gt;Por pau de canela e mazagão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pata de negreiro&lt;br /&gt;Tira e foge à morte&lt;br /&gt;Que a sorte é de quem&lt;br /&gt;A terra amou&lt;br /&gt;E no peito guardou&lt;br /&gt;Cheiro a mata eterna&lt;br /&gt;Laranja, Luanda&lt;br /&gt;Sempre em flor&lt;br /&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/1619286996932020862-996028935376911359?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/996028935376911359/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=996028935376911359&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/996028935376911359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/996028935376911359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/11/queda-do-imprio-vitorino.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Queda do Império - Vitorino&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4064012251951475502</id><published>2007-11-28T21:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:57:36.751Z</updated><title type='text'>Aquarela do Brasil - Ary Barroso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brasil, meu Brasil brasileiro&lt;br /&gt;Meu mulato inzoneiro&lt;br /&gt;Vou cantar-te nos meus versos&lt;br /&gt;O Brasil, samba que dá&lt;br /&gt;Bamboleio que faz gingar&lt;br /&gt;O Brasil do meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Terra de Nosso Senhor&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, prá mim, prá mim, prá mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abre a cortina do passado&lt;br /&gt;Tira a mãe preta do serrado&lt;br /&gt;Bota o Rei-Congo no congado&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, prá mim&lt;br /&gt;Deixa cantar de novo o trovador&lt;br /&gt;A merencória luz da lua&lt;br /&gt;Toda a canção do meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver essa dona caminhando&lt;br /&gt;Pelos salões arrastando&lt;br /&gt;O seu vestido rendado&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, prá mim, prá mim, prá mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, terra boa e gostosa&lt;br /&gt;Da morena sestrosa&lt;br /&gt;De olhar indiscreto&lt;br /&gt;O Brasil, samba que dá&lt;br /&gt;Bamboleio que faz gingar&lt;br /&gt;O brasil do meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Terra de Nosso Senhor&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, prá mim, prá mim, prá mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse coqueiro que dá côco&lt;br /&gt;Onde amarro a minha rede&lt;br /&gt;Nas noites claras de luar&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, prá mim&lt;br /&gt;Ah ouve essas fontes murmurantes&lt;br /&gt;Aonde eu mato a minha sede&lt;br /&gt;E onde a lua vem brincar&lt;br /&gt;Ah esse Brasil lindo e trigueiro&lt;br /&gt;É o meu Brasil brasileiro&lt;br /&gt;Terra de samba e pandeiro&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, prá mim, prá mim, Brasil&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, prá mim, prá mim, Brasil&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, prá mim, prá mim quarela do Brasil &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/1619286996932020862-4064012251951475502?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4064012251951475502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4064012251951475502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4064012251951475502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4064012251951475502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/11/aquarela-do-brasil-tom-jobim.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Aquarela do Brasil - Ary Barroso&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4523220108282682968</id><published>2007-11-21T22:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:11:55.180Z</updated><title type='text'>Momentos Únicos V</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Boa Sorte / Good Luck - Vanessa da Mata e Ben Harper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdxAjYU_4ac&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É só isso&lt;br /&gt;Não tem mais jeito&lt;br /&gt;Acabou, boa sorte &lt;p&gt;Não tenho o que dizer&lt;br /&gt;São só palavras&lt;br /&gt;E o que eu sinto&lt;br /&gt;Não mudará&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tudo o que quer me dar&lt;br /&gt;É demais&lt;br /&gt;É pesado&lt;br /&gt;Não há paz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tudo o que quer de mim&lt;br /&gt;Irreais&lt;br /&gt;Expectativas&lt;br /&gt;Desleais&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That’s it&lt;br /&gt;There is no way&lt;br /&gt;It’s over, Good luck&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It’s only words&lt;br /&gt;And what l feel&lt;br /&gt;Won’t change&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everything you want to give me&lt;br /&gt;It too much&lt;br /&gt;It’s heavy&lt;br /&gt;There is no peace&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All you want from me&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t real&lt;br /&gt;Expectations&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tudo o que quer me dar&lt;br /&gt;É demais&lt;br /&gt;É pesado&lt;br /&gt;Não há paz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tudo o que quer de mim&lt;br /&gt;Irreais&lt;br /&gt;Expectativas&lt;br /&gt;Desleais&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mesmo, se segure&lt;br /&gt;Quero que se cure&lt;br /&gt;Dessa pessoa&lt;br /&gt;Que o aconselha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Há um desencontro&lt;br /&gt;Veja por esse  ponto&lt;br /&gt;Há tantas pessoas especiais&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now even if you hold yourself&lt;br /&gt;I want you to get cured&lt;br /&gt;From this person&lt;br /&gt;Who poisoned you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is a disconnection&lt;br /&gt;See through this point of view&lt;br /&gt;There are so many special people in the world&lt;br /&gt;so many special people in the world in the world&lt;br /&gt;All you want&lt;br /&gt;All you want&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tudo o que quer me dar /Everything you want to give&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;É demais / It’s too much&lt;br /&gt;É pesado / It’s heavy&lt;br /&gt;Não há paz / There is no peace&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tudo o que quer de mim / All you want from me&lt;br /&gt;Irreais/ isn’t real&lt;br /&gt;Expectativas / Expectations&lt;br /&gt;Desleais&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-4523220108282682968?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4523220108282682968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4523220108282682968&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4523220108282682968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4523220108282682968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/11/momentos-nicos-v.html' title='Momentos Únicos V'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-661789359771347099</id><published>2007-11-16T20:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:22:16.627Z</updated><title type='text'>Cada Lugar Teu - Mafalda Veiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei de cor cada lugar teu&lt;br /&gt;atado em mim, a cada lugar meu&lt;br /&gt;tento entender o rumo que a vida nos faz tomar&lt;br /&gt;tento esquecer a mágoa&lt;br /&gt;guardar só o que é bom de guardar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensa em mim protege o que eu te dou&lt;br /&gt;Eu penso em ti e dou-te o que de melhor eu sou&lt;br /&gt;sem ter defesas que me façam falhar&lt;br /&gt;nesse lugar mais dentro&lt;br /&gt;onde só chega quem não tem medo de naufragar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica em mim que hoje o tempo dói&lt;br /&gt;como se arrancassem tudo o que já foi&lt;br /&gt;e até o que virá e até o que eu sonhei&lt;br /&gt;diz-me que vais guardar e abraçar&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que eu te dei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que a vida mude os nossos sentidos&lt;br /&gt;e o mundo nos leve pra longe de nós&lt;br /&gt;e que um dia o tempo pareça perdido&lt;br /&gt;e tudo se desfaça num gesto só&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu Vou guardar cada lugar teu&lt;br /&gt;ancorado em cada lugar meu&lt;br /&gt;e hoje apenas isso me faz acreditar&lt;br /&gt;que eu vou chegar contigo&lt;br /&gt;onde só chega quem não tem medo de naufragar&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/1619286996932020862-661789359771347099?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/661789359771347099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=661789359771347099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/661789359771347099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/661789359771347099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/11/cada-lugar-teu-mafalda-veiga.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Cada Lugar Teu - Mafalda Veiga&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-2588380375433178859</id><published>2007-11-15T21:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:56:37.622Z</updated><title type='text'>Solta-se o beijo - Ala dos Namorados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espreito por uma porta encostada&lt;br /&gt;Sigo as pegadas de luz&lt;br /&gt;Peço ao gato "xiu" para não me denunciar&lt;br /&gt;Toca o relógio sem cuco&lt;br /&gt;Dá horas à cusquice das vizinhas e eu,&lt;br /&gt;Confesso ás paredes de quem gosto&lt;br /&gt;Elas conhecem-te bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aconchego-me nesta cumplicidade, deixo-me ir&lt;br /&gt;Nos trilhos traçados pela saudade de te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Ainda onde te deixei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago-te o beijo prometido&lt;br /&gt;Sei o teu cheiro, mergulho no teu tocar&lt;br /&gt;Abraças a guitarra e voas para além da lua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amarro o beijo que se quer soltar&lt;br /&gt;Espero que me sintas para me entregar&lt;br /&gt;A cadeira, as costas, o cabelo e a cigarrilha&lt;br /&gt;A dança do teu ombro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, nesse instante em que o silêncio&lt;br /&gt;É o bater do coração&lt;br /&gt;Fecha-se a porta&lt;br /&gt;Pára o relógio&lt;br /&gt;As vizinhas recolhem&lt;br /&gt;Tu olhas-me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu olhas-me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago-te o beijo prometido&lt;br /&gt;Sei o teu cheiro, mergulho no teu tocar&lt;br /&gt;Abraças a guitarra e voas para além da lua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amarro o beijo que se quer soltar&lt;br /&gt;Espero que me sintas para me entregar&lt;br /&gt;A cadeira, as costas, o cabelo e a cigarrilha&lt;br /&gt;A dança do teu ombro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, nesse instante em que o silêncio&lt;br /&gt;É o bater do coração&lt;br /&gt;Fecha-se a porta&lt;br /&gt;Pára o relógio&lt;br /&gt;As vizinhas recolhem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solta-se o beijo o gato mia, solta-se o beijo o gato mia ( tu olhas-me)&lt;br /&gt;Solta-se o beijo o gato mia, solta-se o beijo o gato mia ( tu olhas-me)&lt;br /&gt;Solta-se o beijo o gato mia, solta-se o beijo o gato mia ( tu olhas-me)&lt;br /&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/1619286996932020862-2588380375433178859?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/2588380375433178859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=2588380375433178859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2588380375433178859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2588380375433178859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/11/solta-se-o-beijo-ala-dos-namorados.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Solta-se o beijo - Ala dos Namorados&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-8809052489262020303</id><published>2007-11-14T18:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T19:40:35.367Z</updated><title type='text'>Angel - Sara Mclachlan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spend all your time waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for that second chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for a break that would make it okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's always some reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to feel not good enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it's hard, at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need some distraction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, beautiful release.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories seep from my veins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me be empty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, and weightless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And maybe I'll find some peace tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the arms of the angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fly away from here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from this dark, cold hotel room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the endlessness that you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of your silent reverie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're in the arms of the angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may you find some comfort here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So tired of the straight line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and everywhere you turn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's vultures and thieves at your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The storm keeps on twisting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep on building the lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that you make up for all that you lack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't make no difference,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;escape one last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's easier to believe in this sweet madness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, this glorious sadness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that brings me to my knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the arms of the angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fly away from here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from this dark, cold hotel room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the endlessness that you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're in the arms of the angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may you find some comfort here.&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/1619286996932020862-8809052489262020303?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/8809052489262020303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=8809052489262020303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8809052489262020303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8809052489262020303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/11/angel-sara-mclachlan.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Angel - Sara Mclachlan&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3082028736684713915</id><published>2007-11-13T19:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:22:57.836Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu Sei - Papas da Língua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sei!&lt;br /&gt;Tudo pode acontecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei!&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor não vai morrer&lt;br /&gt;Vou pedir aos céus&lt;br /&gt;Você aqui comigo&lt;br /&gt;Vou jogar no mar&lt;br /&gt;Flores prá te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei!&lt;br /&gt;Por que você disse adeus&lt;br /&gt;Guardei!&lt;br /&gt;O beijo que você me deu&lt;br /&gt;Vou pedir aos céus&lt;br /&gt;Você aqui comigo&lt;br /&gt;Vou jogar no mar&lt;br /&gt;Flores prá te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;And I say hello&lt;br /&gt;You say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;And I say hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei!&lt;br /&gt;Por que você disse adeus&lt;br /&gt;Guardei!&lt;br /&gt;O beijo que você me deu&lt;br /&gt;Vou pedir aos céus&lt;br /&gt;Você aqui comigo&lt;br /&gt;Vou jogar no mar&lt;br /&gt;Flores prá te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say good bye&lt;br /&gt;And I say hello&lt;br /&gt;You say good bye&lt;br /&gt;And I say hello&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/1619286996932020862-3082028736684713915?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3082028736684713915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3082028736684713915&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3082028736684713915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3082028736684713915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/11/eu-sei-papas-da-lngua.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Eu Sei - Papas da Língua&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-5677411634066950864</id><published>2007-10-26T21:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T22:00:49.272+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday - The Beatles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All my troubles seemed so far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now it looks as though they're here to stay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not half the man I used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a shadow hanging over me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, yesterday came suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Had to go I don't know, she wouldn't say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love was such an easy game to play,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I need a place to hide away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Had to go I don't know, she wouldn't say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love was such an easy game to play,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I need a place to hide away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.&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/1619286996932020862-5677411634066950864?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/5677411634066950864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=5677411634066950864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my heart, now you leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life cant you see,&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back bring it back,&lt;br /&gt;Dont take it away from me,&lt;br /&gt;Because you dont know what it means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life dont leave me,&lt;br /&gt;Youve stolen my love now desert me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life cant you see,&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back bring it back,&lt;br /&gt;Dont take it away from me,&lt;br /&gt;Because you dont know what it means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will remember when this is blown over,&lt;br /&gt;And everythings all by the way,&lt;br /&gt;When I grow older,&lt;br /&gt;I will be there by your side,&lt;br /&gt;To remind how I still love you&lt;br /&gt;I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry back hurry back,&lt;br /&gt;Dont take it away from me,&lt;br /&gt;Because you dont know what it means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-7899224398447977605?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/7899224398447977605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=7899224398447977605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7899224398447977605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7899224398447977605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-of-my-life-queen.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Love of My Life - Queen&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-6724540990651706578</id><published>2007-10-10T22:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:32:15.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MOMENTOS ÚNICOS IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Pelados e Santos - Mamonas Assassinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Saudades!!!&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/D0amOPLd-m8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D0amOPLd-m8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mina,&lt;br /&gt;teus cabelo é da hora,&lt;br /&gt;seu corpo é um violão,&lt;br /&gt;meu docinho de côco,&lt;br /&gt;tá me deixando louco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha Brasília amarela,&lt;br /&gt;tá de portas abertas,&lt;br /&gt;pra mode a gente se amar,&lt;br /&gt;pelados em Santos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois você minha Pitxula,&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa legalzão,&lt;br /&gt;não me sinto sozinho,&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu chuchuzinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oxente ai, ai, ai!)&lt;br /&gt;Mas comigo ela não quer se casar,&lt;br /&gt;(Oxente ai, ai, ai!)&lt;br /&gt;Na Brasília amarela com roda gaúcha ela não quer entrar&lt;br /&gt;(Oxente ai, ai, ai!)&lt;br /&gt;É feijão com jabá a desgraçada não quer compartilhar,&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela é linda, muito mais do que linda,&lt;br /&gt;Very, very beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;Você me deixa doidão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu docinho de côco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is very porreta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oxente Paraguai!)&lt;br /&gt;Pro Paraguai ela não quis viajar,&lt;br /&gt;(Oxente Paraguai!)&lt;br /&gt;comprei um Reebok e uma calça Fiorucci ela não quis usar&lt;br /&gt;(Oxente Paraguai!)&lt;br /&gt;eu não sei o que faço pra essa mulher eu conquistar,&lt;br /&gt;porque ela é linda, muito mais do que linda,&lt;br /&gt;Very, very beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;Você me deixa doidão!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu chuchuzinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te ai love iúúúú!!!&lt;br /&gt;Peraí que tem mais um pouquinho de iúúú!!! Tchã!&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/1619286996932020862-6724540990651706578?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6724540990651706578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6724540990651706578&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6724540990651706578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6724540990651706578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/10/momentos-nicos-iv.html' title='MOMENTOS ÚNICOS IV'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4237011876843059120</id><published>2007-10-09T18:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T18:15:50.185+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Be - The Beatles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I find myself in times of trouble&lt;br /&gt;Mother Mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;And in my hour of darkness&lt;br /&gt;She is standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the broken hearted people&lt;br /&gt;Living in the world agree,&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;For though they may be parted there is&lt;br /&gt;Still a chance that they will see&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be. Yeah&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night is cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;There is still a light that shines on me,&lt;br /&gt;Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to the sound of music&lt;br /&gt;Mother Mary comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;There will be an answer, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be,&lt;br /&gt;Whisper words of wisdom, let it be&lt;br /&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/1619286996932020862-4237011876843059120?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4237011876843059120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4237011876843059120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4237011876843059120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4237011876843059120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/10/let-it-be-beatles.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Let It Be - The Beatles&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-6850414296471896124</id><published>2007-10-02T22:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:09:27.219Z</updated><title type='text'>Porto Sentido - Rui Veloso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem vem e atravessa o rio &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116860965632430482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwK98B2VUZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nJALDD3L3mg/s200/atravessaorio2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junto à serr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;a do Pilar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116861330704650658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwK-RR2VUaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/m7FrzQOLYy4/s200/serradopilar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vê um velho casario &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116861334999617970" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwK-Rh2VUbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vkAIqy4WeLE/s200/casario.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que se estende ate ao mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem te vê ao vir da ponte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116862022194385362" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwK-5h2VUdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NuTMn60M0vg/s200/refrao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;és cascata, são-joanina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116862159633338850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwK_Bh2VUeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9bbO3ywkH3g/s200/cascata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;erigida sobre um monte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116863177540588018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwK_8x2VUfI/AAAAAAAAABE/SXcyXuMQKQ4/s200/erigidasonbreomonte.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no meio da neblina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116863469598364162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLANx2VUgI/AAAAAAAAABM/LLlIl-OgyAU/s200/meioneblina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por ruelas e calçadas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116863821785682466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLAiR2VUiI/AAAAAAAAABc/2MUSd0QsCDc/s200/cal%C3%A7adas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116863821785682450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLAiR2VUhI/AAAAAAAAABU/yEQdJcchdnA/s200/ruela.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;da Ribeira até à Foz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116861816035955138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwK-th2VUcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oU58WpT2aqU/s200/ribeira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116866866917495346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLDTh2VUjI/AAAAAAAAABk/zPi3Rnm05kM/s200/foz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por pedras sujas e gastas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116867133205467714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLDjB2VUkI/AAAAAAAAABs/ubmE29UatBY/s200/ruelascal%C3%A7adas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e lampiões tristes e sós. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116867296414224978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLDsh2VUlI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oFd6HyLvN_4/s200/campeoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esse teu ar grave e sério&lt;br /&gt;num rosto de cantaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116867708731085410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLEEh2VUmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xu8easo2MBA/s200/graveserio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que nos oculta o mistério&lt;br /&gt;dessa luz bela e sombria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116868048033501810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLEYR2VUnI/AAAAAAAAACE/UsKwJULlP1k/s200/belaesombria.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ver-te assim abandonada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nesse timbre pardacento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nesse teu jeito fechado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de quem mói um sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116881517050942194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLQoR2VUvI/AAAAAAAAADE/ba55N7Puv0Q/s200/refrao2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E é sempre a primeira vez&lt;br /&gt;em cada regresso a casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116870599244075730" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLGsx2VUtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2pNX8yXKCUA/s200/ultimaparte.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rever-te nessa altivez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de milhafre ferido na asa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116870603539043042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwLGtB2VUuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jTl09lE3254/s200/ultimaparte2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-6850414296471896124?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6850414296471896124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6850414296471896124&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6850414296471896124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6850414296471896124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/10/porto-sentido-rui-veloso.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Porto Sentido - Rui Veloso&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-eXHdSS7wuI/RwK98B2VUZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nJALDD3L3mg/s72-c/atravessaorio2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-2902432278286431216</id><published>2007-09-30T20:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:42:34.241+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One - U2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it getting better&lt;br /&gt;Or do you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Will it make it easier on you now&lt;br /&gt;You got someone to blame&lt;br /&gt;You say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;When it's one need&lt;br /&gt;In the night&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;We get to share it&lt;br /&gt;Leaves you baby if you&lt;br /&gt;Don't care for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I disappoint you&lt;br /&gt;Or leave a bad taste in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;You act like you never had love&lt;br /&gt;And you want me to go without&lt;br /&gt;Well it's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;To drag the past out into the light&lt;br /&gt;We're one, but we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Have you come to raise the dead&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here to play Jesus&lt;br /&gt;To the lepers in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ask too much&lt;br /&gt;More than a lot&lt;br /&gt;You gave me nothing&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all I got&lt;br /&gt;We're one&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;Well we&lt;br /&gt;Hurt each other&lt;br /&gt;Then we do it again&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love a higher law&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love the higher law&lt;br /&gt;You ask me to enter&lt;br /&gt;But then you make me crawl&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be holding on&lt;br /&gt;To what you got&lt;br /&gt;When all you got is hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One blood&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;You got to do what you should&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;With each other&lt;br /&gt;Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Brothers&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One...life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One &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/1619286996932020862-2902432278286431216?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/2902432278286431216/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=2902432278286431216&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2902432278286431216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2902432278286431216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-u2.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;One - U2&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4585621943094203306</id><published>2007-09-29T12:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T20:13:03.351+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MOMENTOS ÚNICOS III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ÁGUAS DE MARÇO - Elis Regina/Tom Jobim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jYLoxMtnUDE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jYLoxMtnUDE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É pau, é pedra&lt;br /&gt;É o fim do caminho&lt;br /&gt;É um resto de toco&lt;br /&gt;É um pouco sozinho&lt;br /&gt;É um caco de vidro&lt;br /&gt;É a vida, é o sol&lt;br /&gt;É a noite, é a morte&lt;br /&gt;É o laço, é o anzol&lt;br /&gt;É peroba do campo&lt;br /&gt;É o nó da madeira&lt;br /&gt;Caingá, candeia&lt;br /&gt;É o Matita Pereira&lt;br /&gt;É madeira de vento&lt;br /&gt;Tombo da ribanceira&lt;br /&gt;É o mistério profundo&lt;br /&gt;É o queira não queira&lt;br /&gt;É o vento ventando&lt;br /&gt;É o fim da ladeira&lt;br /&gt;É a viga, é o vão&lt;br /&gt;Festa da cumeeira&lt;br /&gt;É a chuva chovendo&lt;br /&gt;É conversa, é ribeira das águas de março&lt;br /&gt;É o fim da canseira,&lt;br /&gt;É o pé, é o chão&lt;br /&gt;É a mancha estradeira&lt;br /&gt;Passarinho na mão&lt;br /&gt;Pedra de atiradeira&lt;br /&gt;É uma ave no céu&lt;br /&gt;É uma ave no chão&lt;br /&gt;É um regato, é uma fonte&lt;br /&gt;É um pedaço de pão&lt;br /&gt;É o fundo do poço&lt;br /&gt;É o fim do caminho&lt;br /&gt;No rosto, o desgosto&lt;br /&gt;É um pouco sozinho&lt;br /&gt;É o estrepe, é emprego&lt;br /&gt;É uma ponta é um ponto&lt;br /&gt;É um pingo pingando&lt;br /&gt;É uma conta, é um conto&lt;br /&gt;É um peixe, é um gesto&lt;br /&gt;É uma prata brilhando&lt;br /&gt;É a luz da manhã&lt;br /&gt;É o tijolo chegando&lt;br /&gt;É alinha, é o dia, é o fim da picada&lt;br /&gt;É a garrafa de cana&lt;br /&gt;Estilhaços na estrada&lt;br /&gt;É o projeto da casa&lt;br /&gt;É o corpo na cama&lt;br /&gt;É o carro enguiçado&lt;br /&gt;É a lama, é a lama&lt;br /&gt;É um passo, é uma ponte&lt;br /&gt;É um sapo, é uma rã&lt;br /&gt;É um resto de mato na luz da manhã&lt;br /&gt;São as águas de março&lt;br /&gt;Fechando o verão&lt;br /&gt;É a promessa de vida no teu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma cobra, é um pau&lt;br /&gt;É João, é José&lt;br /&gt;É o espinho na mão, é um corte no pé&lt;br /&gt;São as águas de março&lt;br /&gt;Fechando o verão&lt;br /&gt;É a promessa de vida no teu coração&lt;br /&gt;É pau, é pedra, é o fim do caminho&lt;br /&gt;É um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho&lt;br /&gt;É um passo, é uma ponte&lt;br /&gt;É um sapo, é uma rã&lt;br /&gt;É um belo horizonte, é uma febre terçã&lt;br /&gt;São as águas de março&lt;br /&gt;Fechando o verão&lt;br /&gt;É a promessa de vida no teu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..pau ..edra&lt;br /&gt;..im ..inho&lt;br /&gt;..est ..oco&lt;br /&gt;..uco ..inho&lt;br /&gt;..aco ..idro&lt;br /&gt;..ida ..ol&lt;br /&gt;..oite ..orte&lt;br /&gt;..aço ..zol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São as águas de março&lt;br /&gt;Fechando o verão&lt;br /&gt;É a promessa de vida no teu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa padaba....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-4585621943094203306?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4585621943094203306/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4585621943094203306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4585621943094203306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4585621943094203306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/momentos-nicos-iii.html' title='MOMENTOS ÚNICOS III'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-6808054791594922156</id><published>2007-09-28T22:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:05:01.279+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Encosta-te a mim - Jorge Palma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Encosta-te a mim,&lt;br /&gt;nós já vivemos cem mil anos&lt;br /&gt;encosta-te a mim,&lt;br /&gt;talvez eu esteja a exagerar&lt;br /&gt;encosta-te a mim,&lt;br /&gt;dá cabo dos teus desenganos&lt;br /&gt;não queiras ver quem eu não sou,&lt;br /&gt;deixa-me chegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegado da guerra,&lt;br /&gt;fiz tudo p´ra sobreviver em nome da terra,&lt;br /&gt;no fundo p´ra te merecer&lt;br /&gt;recebe-me bem,&lt;br /&gt;não desencantes os meus passos&lt;br /&gt;faz de mim o teu herói,&lt;br /&gt;não quero adormecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que eu vi,&lt;br /&gt;estou a partilhar contigo&lt;br /&gt;o que não vivi, hei-de inventar contigo&lt;br /&gt;sei que não sei, às vezes entender o teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;mas quero-te bem, encosta-te a mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encosta-te a mim,&lt;br /&gt;desatinamos tantas vezes&lt;br /&gt;vizinha de mim, deixa ser meu o teu quintal&lt;br /&gt;recebe esta pomba que não está armadilhada&lt;br /&gt;foi comprada, foi roubada, seja como for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu venho do nada porque arrasei o que não quis&lt;br /&gt;em nome da estrada onde só quero ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;enrosca-te a mim, vai desarmar a flor queimada&lt;br /&gt;vai beijar o homem-bomba, quero adormecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que eu vi,&lt;br /&gt;estou a partilhar contigo o que não vivi,&lt;br /&gt;um dia hei-de inventar contigo&lt;br /&gt;sei que não sei, às vezes entender o teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;mas quero-te bem, encosta-te a mim.&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/1619286996932020862-6808054791594922156?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6808054791594922156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6808054791594922156&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6808054791594922156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6808054791594922156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/encosta-te-mim-jorge-palma.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Encosta-te a mim - Jorge Palma&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-2555799322046611706</id><published>2007-09-26T20:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:08:51.274+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Tonight - Eric Clapton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its late in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Shes wondering what clothes to wear&lt;br /&gt;She puts on her make up&lt;br /&gt;And brushes her long blonde hair&lt;br /&gt;And then she asks me&lt;br /&gt;Do I look alright&lt;br /&gt;And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go a party&lt;br /&gt;And everyone turns to see&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;Thats walking around with me&lt;br /&gt;And then she asks me&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel alright&lt;br /&gt;And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Because I see the love light in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the wonder of it all&lt;br /&gt;Is that you just dont realize&lt;br /&gt;How much I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to go home now&lt;br /&gt;And Ive got an aching head&lt;br /&gt;So I give her the car keys&lt;br /&gt;She helps me to bed&lt;br /&gt;And then I tell her&lt;br /&gt;As I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I say my darling, you were wonderful tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight &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/1619286996932020862-2555799322046611706?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/2555799322046611706/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-5355836471937353263</id><published>2007-09-25T19:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:01:57.775+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feiticeira - Luis Represas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que noite demorada&lt;br /&gt;Ou de que breve manhã&lt;br /&gt;Vieste tu, feiticeira&lt;br /&gt;De nuvens deslumbrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que sonho feito mar&lt;br /&gt;Ou de que mar não sonhado&lt;br /&gt;Vieste tu, feiticeira&lt;br /&gt;Aninhar-te ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que fogo renascido&lt;br /&gt;Ou de que lume apagado&lt;br /&gt;Vieste tu, feiticeira&lt;br /&gt;Segredar-me ao ouvido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que fontes de que águas&lt;br /&gt;De que chão de que horizonte&lt;br /&gt;De que neves de que fráguas&lt;br /&gt;De que sedes de que montes&lt;br /&gt;De que norte de que lida&lt;br /&gt;De que deserto de morte&lt;br /&gt;Vieste tu feiticeira&lt;br /&gt;Inundar-me de vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-5355836471937353263?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/5355836471937353263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=5355836471937353263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5355836471937353263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5355836471937353263'/><link 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A versão original pertence a Leonard Cohen. Existem outras versões, tais como a de Jeff Buckley e mais recentemente de Rufus Wainright, cujo tema faz parte da banda sonora do filme "Shrek". Bem.. e aqui vai disto!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I've heard there was a secret chord&lt;br /&gt;That David played, and he pleased the Lord&lt;br /&gt;But you don't really care for music, do you?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth&lt;br /&gt;The minor fall and the major lift&lt;br /&gt;The baffled king composing Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well your faith was strong, but you needed proof&lt;br /&gt;You saw her bathing on the roof&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you&lt;br /&gt;And she tied you to her kitchen chair&lt;br /&gt;And she broke your throne, and she cut your hair&lt;br /&gt;And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well baby I've been here before&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this room and I've walked this floor, you know,&lt;br /&gt;I used to live alone before I knew you&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen your flag on the marble arch&lt;br /&gt;And love is not a victory march&lt;br /&gt;It's a cold, it's a broken Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there was a time when you let me know&lt;br /&gt;What's really going on below&lt;br /&gt;But now you never show that to me, do you?&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I moved in you&lt;br /&gt;And the Holy Dove was moving too&lt;br /&gt;And every breath we drew was Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there is a God above&lt;br /&gt;But all I've ever learned from love&lt;br /&gt;Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you&lt;br /&gt;And it's not a cry that you hear at night&lt;br /&gt;It's not somebody who's seen the light&lt;br /&gt;It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah. &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/1619286996932020862-6495697062295389517?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6495697062295389517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6495697062295389517&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6495697062295389517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6495697062295389517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/hallellujah-leonard-cohen.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Hallelujah - Leonard Cohen&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4854213407119346964</id><published>2007-09-22T22:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:37:12.092+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything - Michael Bublé</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're a falling star, You're the get away car.&lt;br /&gt;You're the line in the sand when I go too far.&lt;br /&gt;You're the swimming pool, on an August day.&lt;br /&gt;And you're the perfect thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can see it when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you, You make me sing.&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,&lt;br /&gt;And you light me up, when you ring my bell.&lt;br /&gt;You're a mystery, you're from outer space,&lt;br /&gt;You're every minute of my everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,&lt;br /&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,&lt;br /&gt;And you know that's what our love can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you, You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;br /&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you, You make me sing.&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-4854213407119346964?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4920838352024177756</id><published>2007-09-21T18:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T18:40:25.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'>She - Elvis Costello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be the face I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;The trace of pleasure or regret&lt;br /&gt;May be my treasure or the price I have to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be the song that summer sings&lt;br /&gt;May be the chill that autumn brings&lt;br /&gt;May be a hundred different things&lt;br /&gt;Within the measure of a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be the beauty or the beast&lt;br /&gt;May be the famine or the feast&lt;br /&gt;May turn each day into a heaven or a hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;may be the mirror of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;The smile reflected in a stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;may not be what she may seem&lt;br /&gt;Inside her shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who always seems so happy in a crowd&lt;br /&gt;Whose eyes can be so private and so proud&lt;br /&gt;No one's allowed to see them when they cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be the love that cannot hope to last&lt;br /&gt;May come to me from shadows of the past&lt;br /&gt;That I'll remember till the day I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be the reason I survive&lt;br /&gt;The why and wherefore I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;The one I'll care for through the rough in ready years&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;I'll take her laughter and her tears&lt;br /&gt;And make them all my souvenirs&lt;br /&gt;For where she goes I've got to be&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of my life is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;, oh &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;she&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/1619286996932020862-4920838352024177756?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/4920838352024177756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=4920838352024177756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4920838352024177756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/4920838352024177756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/she-elvis-costello.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;She - Elvis Costello&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-6216957517490423627</id><published>2007-09-20T22:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T12:19:28.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MOMENTOS ÚNICOS II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;FEELING GOOD - Michael Bublé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3BH9hKNPoI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3BH9hKNPoI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds flying high you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Sun in the sky you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Reeds driftin' on by you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's a new life&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish in the sea you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;River running free you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;blossom in the trees you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's a new life&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you&lt;br /&gt;know&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in peace when day is done&lt;br /&gt;And this old world is a new world&lt;br /&gt;And a bold world&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars when you shine you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Scent of the pine you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Oh freedom is mine&lt;br /&gt;And I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's a new life&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-6216957517490423627?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6216957517490423627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6216957517490423627&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6216957517490423627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6216957517490423627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeling-good-muse.html' title='MOMENTOS ÚNICOS II'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-462872401072012789</id><published>2007-09-18T20:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:08:46.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow - Coldplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;And everything you do,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they were all yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came along,&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a song for you,&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you do,&lt;br /&gt;And it was called "Yellow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I took my turn,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to've done,&lt;br /&gt;And it was all yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, your skin and bones,&lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;You know&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you so,&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swam across,&lt;br /&gt;I jumped across for you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you were all yellow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew a line,&lt;br /&gt;I drew a line for you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;And it was all yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin,&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah your skin and bones,&lt;br /&gt;Turn into something beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;You know,&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd bleed myself dry,&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd bleed myself dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for...&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that you do.&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/1619286996932020862-462872401072012789?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/462872401072012789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=462872401072012789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;No hell below us,&lt;br /&gt;Above us only sky,&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;living for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there's no countries,&lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to do,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to kill or die for,&lt;br /&gt;No religion too,&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;living life in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine no possessions,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you can,&lt;br /&gt;No need for greed or hunger,&lt;br /&gt;A brotherhood of men,&lt;br /&gt;imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Sharing all the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer,&lt;br /&gt;but Im not the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I hope some day you'll join us,&lt;br /&gt;And the world will live as one&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/1619286996932020862-3114084462145561340?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-5441906217307399324</id><published>2007-09-15T23:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:12:36.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oceano - Djavan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim que o dia amanheceu&lt;br /&gt;Lá no mar alto da paixão&lt;br /&gt;Dava prá ver o tempo ruir&lt;br /&gt;Cadê você, que solidão&lt;br /&gt;Esquecerá de mim&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, de tudo que há na terra&lt;br /&gt;Não há nada em lugar nenhum&lt;br /&gt;Que vá crescer sem você chegar&lt;br /&gt;Longe de ti tudo parou&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém sabe o que eu sofri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar é um deserto e seus temores&lt;br /&gt;Vida que vai na sela dessas dores&lt;br /&gt;Não sabe voltar, me dá teu calor&lt;br /&gt;Vem me fazer feliz porque eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Você deságua em mim e eu oceano&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço que amar é quase uma dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sei viver se for por você&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/1619286996932020862-5441906217307399324?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/5441906217307399324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=5441906217307399324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5441906217307399324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5441906217307399324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/oceano-djavan.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Oceano - Djavan&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-4386082848987725436</id><published>2007-09-14T20:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T20:31:55.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Velha Infância - Tribalistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você é assim&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho pra mim&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu não te vejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu penso em você&lt;br /&gt;Desde o amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Até quando eu me deito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto de você&lt;br /&gt;E gosto de ficar com você&lt;br /&gt;Meu riso é tão feliz contigo&lt;br /&gt;O meu melhor amigo é o meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a gente canta&lt;br /&gt;E a gente dança&lt;br /&gt;E a gente não se cansa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ser criança&lt;br /&gt;A gente brinca&lt;br /&gt;Na nossa velha infância&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus olhos meu clarão&lt;br /&gt;Me guiam dentro da escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Seus pés me abrem o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Eu sigo e nunca me sinto só&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é assim&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Quero te encher de beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu penso em você&lt;br /&gt;Desde o amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Até quando eu me deito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto de você&lt;br /&gt;E gosto de ficar com você&lt;br /&gt;Meu riso é tão feliz contigo&lt;br /&gt;O meu melhor amigo é o meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a gente canta&lt;br /&gt;E a gente dança&lt;br /&gt;E a gente não se cansa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ser criança&lt;br /&gt;A gente brinca&lt;br /&gt;Na nossa velha infância&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Tribalistas&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-9193623886739818453</id><published>2007-09-13T19:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:33:59.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Way - Frank Sinatra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now, the end is near, and so I face, the final curtain.&lt;br /&gt;My friend, I'll say it clear,&lt;br /&gt;I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.&lt;br /&gt;I've lived, a life that's full, I've traveled each and every highway.&lt;br /&gt;And more, much more than this,&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention.&lt;br /&gt;I did, what I had to do, and saw it through, without exemption.&lt;br /&gt;I planned, each charted course, each careful step, along the byway,&lt;br /&gt;and more, much more than this,&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,&lt;br /&gt;When I bit off, more than I could chew.&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, when there was doubt,&lt;br /&gt;I ate it up, and spit it out.&lt;br /&gt;I faced it all, and I stood tall,&lt;br /&gt;and did it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved, I've laughed and cried,&lt;br /&gt;I've had my fill; my share of losing.&lt;br /&gt;And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;To think, I did all that, and may I say --- not in a shy way,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no, oh no not me,&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what is a man, what has he got?&lt;br /&gt;If not himself, then he has naught.&lt;br /&gt;To say the things, he truly feels,&lt;br /&gt;And not the words, of one who kneels.&lt;br /&gt;The record shows, I took the blows ---&lt;br /&gt;And did it my way!&lt;br /&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/1619286996932020862-9193623886739818453?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/9193623886739818453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=9193623886739818453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/9193623886739818453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/9193623886739818453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-way-frank-sinatra.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;My Way - Frank Sinatra&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-6920024486219715037</id><published>2007-09-11T21:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:12:52.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Homem do Leme - Xutos &amp; Pontapés</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sozinho na noite&lt;br /&gt;um barco ruma para onde vai.&lt;br /&gt;Uma luz no escuro brilha a direito&lt;br /&gt;ofusca as demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mais que uma onda, mais que uma maré...&lt;br /&gt;Tentaram prendê-lo impor-lhe uma fé...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, vogando à vontade, rompendo a saudade,&lt;br /&gt;vai quem já nada teme, vai o homem do leme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E uma vontade de rir nasce do fundo do ser.&lt;br /&gt;E uma vontade de ir, correr o mundo e partir,&lt;br /&gt;a vida é sempre a perder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fundo do mar&lt;br /&gt;jazem os outros, os que lá ficaram.&lt;br /&gt;Em dias cinzentos&lt;br /&gt;descanso eterno lá encontraram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mais que uma onda, mais que uma maré...&lt;br /&gt;Tentaram prendê-lo, impor-lhe uma fé...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, vogando à vontade, rompendo a saudade,&lt;br /&gt;vai quem já nada teme, vai o homem do leme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E uma vontade de rir nasce do fundo do ser.&lt;br /&gt;E uma vontade de ir, correr o mundo e partir,&lt;br /&gt;a vida é sempre a perder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fundo horizonte&lt;br /&gt;sopra o murmúrio para onde vai.&lt;br /&gt;No fundo do tempo&lt;br /&gt;foge o futuro, é tarde demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E uma vontade de rir nasce do fundo do ser.&lt;br /&gt;E uma vontade de ir, correr o mundo e partir,&lt;br /&gt;a vida é sempre a perder &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/1619286996932020862-6920024486219715037?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6920024486219715037/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6920024486219715037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6920024486219715037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6920024486219715037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-homem-do-leme-xutos-pontaps.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;O Homem do Leme - Xutos &amp; Pontapés&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-8659816475093504867</id><published>2007-09-10T22:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T12:19:59.164+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MOMENTOS ÚNICOS I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;CANNONBALL - Damien Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxAI6Yd6diI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxAI6Yd6diI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;there’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;there’s still a little bit of you laced with my doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;it’s still a little hard to say what's going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;there’s still a little bit of your ghost your weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;there’s still a little bit of your face i haven't kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;you step a little closer each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;that I can´t say what´s going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;stones taught me to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love, it taught me to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;life, it taught me to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;so it's not hard to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;when you float like a cannonball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;there’s still a little bit of your song in my ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;there’s still a little bit of your words i long to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;you step a little closer to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;so close that I can´t see what´s going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;stones taught me to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love, it taught me to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;life, it taught me to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;so it's not hard to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;when you float like a cannon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;stones taught me to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and love taught me to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;so come on courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;teach me to be shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;cause it's not hard to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and i don't wanna scare her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;it's not hard to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and i don't wanna lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;it's not hard to grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;when you know that you just don't know&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/1619286996932020862-8659816475093504867?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/8659816475093504867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=8659816475093504867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8659816475093504867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8659816475093504867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/cannonball-damien-rice.html' title='MOMENTOS ÚNICOS I'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-6238506544646832747</id><published>2007-09-09T21:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:38:42.844+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Borrow - Silence 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're never with me&lt;br /&gt;you're never near me&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;What time?&lt;br /&gt;Whose time is this?&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself a chance to breathe&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the room you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're never here&lt;br /&gt;You're never near here&lt;br /&gt;What day is this?&lt;br /&gt;What day?&lt;br /&gt;Whose day is this?&lt;br /&gt;Put me in your supermarket list&lt;br /&gt;I'm here, I'm real, it's true, I do exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you may feel a little sleepy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the morning is too soon&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to borrow&lt;br /&gt;One of your sunny afternoons&lt;br /&gt;But afternoons they never come&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left for me to borrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're wasting me&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking, you're wasting me&lt;br /&gt;Can this be love?&lt;br /&gt;Is this?&lt;br /&gt;Whose love is this?What is wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;No place in you for me&lt;br /&gt;And me, I need you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to be by yourself&lt;br /&gt;No one disturbing, that's alright&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to borrow&lt;br /&gt;A little of yourself tonight&lt;br /&gt;But tonight it never comes&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left for me to borrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem a little hollow&lt;br /&gt;But I'll try again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left for me to borrow&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll try again tomorrow &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/1619286996932020862-6238506544646832747?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6238506544646832747/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6238506544646832747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6238506544646832747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6238506544646832747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/borrow-silence-4.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Borrow - Silence 4&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-7948452843925168148</id><published>2007-09-06T20:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:43:33.209+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nessum Dorma - Giacomo Puccini (Luciano Pavarotti)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dn.se/content/1/c6/68/92/49/pavarotti%20C448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://www.dn.se/content/1/c6/68/92/49/pavarotti%20C448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LUCIANO PAVAROTTI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(1936 - 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dn.se/content/1/c6/68/92/49/pavarotti%20C448.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Hoje é um dia triste para o mundo da música erudita. Uma das maiores vozes dos tempos modernos deixou-nos. Luciano Pavarotti vai concerteza deixar saudades com a sua voz inconfundível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Aqui deixo-vos o tema que foi desde 1990 a sua assinatura, altura em que a interpretou juntamente com José Carreras e Placido Domingo (Os Três Tenores) no Campeonato do Mundo de Futebol em Itália, sendo o tema oficial do evento. Passados 16 anos, em Fevereiro de 2006, Pavarotti voltaria a interpreta-la na Cerimónia de Abertura dos Jogos Olímpicos de Inverno em Turim (Itália).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma! Tu pure, o Principessa,&lt;br /&gt;nella tua fredda stanza&lt;br /&gt;guardi le stelle&lt;br /&gt;che tremano d'amore e di speranza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma il mio mistero è chiuso in me,&lt;br /&gt;il nome mio nessun saprà!&lt;br /&gt;No, no, sulla tua bocca lo dirò,&lt;br /&gt;quando la luce splenderà!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ed il mio bacio scioglierà il silenzio&lt;br /&gt;che ti fa mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il nome suo nessun saprà...&lt;br /&gt;E noi dovrem, ahimè, morir, morir!&lt;br /&gt;Dilegua, o notte! Tramontate, stelle!&lt;br /&gt;Tramontate, stelle! All'alba vincerò!&lt;br /&gt;Vincerò! Vincerò!&lt;br /&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/1619286996932020862-7948452843925168148?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/7948452843925168148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=7948452843925168148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7948452843925168148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7948452843925168148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/nessum-dorma-puccini-luciano-pavarotti.html' title='Nessum Dorma - Giacomo Puccini (Luciano Pavarotti)'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-2374382491031718097</id><published>2007-09-05T23:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:32:33.505+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You´re Beautiful - James Blunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;My life is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;My love is pure.&lt;br /&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Of that I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;She was with another man.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw your face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she caught my eye,&lt;br /&gt;As we walked on by.&lt;br /&gt;She could see from my face that I was,&lt;br /&gt;Fucking high,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that I'll see her again,&lt;br /&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw your face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-2374382491031718097?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/2374382491031718097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=2374382491031718097&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2374382491031718097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/2374382491031718097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/youre-beautiful-james-blunt.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You´re Beautiful - James Blunt&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-8974943080438911184</id><published>2007-09-04T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T19:08:49.157+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitão Romance - Ornatos Violeta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqui fica um registo de uma das melhores bandas portuguesas de sempre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não vou procurar quem espero&lt;br /&gt;Se o que eu quero é navegar&lt;br /&gt;Pelo tamanho das ondas&lt;br /&gt;Conto não voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parto rumo à Primavera&lt;br /&gt;Que em meu fundo se escondeu&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço tudo do que eu sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o mar sou eu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperam-me ondas que persistem&lt;br /&gt;Nunca param de bater&lt;br /&gt;Esperam-me homens que desistem&lt;br /&gt;Antes de morrer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por querer mais do que a vida&lt;br /&gt;Sou a sombra do que eu sou&lt;br /&gt;E ao fim não toquei em nada&lt;br /&gt;Do que em mim tocou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi&lt;br /&gt;Mas não agarrei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi&lt;br /&gt;Mas não agarrei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parto rumo à maravilha&lt;br /&gt;Rumo à dor que houver pra vir&lt;br /&gt;Se eu encontrar uma ilha&lt;br /&gt;Paro pra sentir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E dar sentido à viagem&lt;br /&gt;Pra sentir que eu sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;Se o meu peito diz coragem&lt;br /&gt;Volto a partir em paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi&lt;br /&gt;Mas não agarrei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi&lt;br /&gt;Mas não agarrei&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/1619286996932020862-8974943080438911184?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/8974943080438911184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=8974943080438911184&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8974943080438911184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/8974943080438911184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/capito-romance-ornatos-violeta.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Capitão Romance - Ornatos Violeta&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3894298201595626069</id><published>2007-09-03T22:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:29:37.284+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chan Chan - Buena Vista Social Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoje deixo-vos com música cubana... espero que gostem :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Alto Cedro voy para Marcan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Llego a Cueto, voy para Mayar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El cario que te tengo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No te lo puedo negar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Se me sale la babita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yo no lo puedo evitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando Juanica y Chan Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;En el mar cernan arena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Como sacuda el jibe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Chan Chan le daba pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Limpia el camino de paja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Que yo me quiero sentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;En aqul tronco que veo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y as no puedo llegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;De alto Cedro voy para Marcan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lleg a Cueto voy para Mayar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-3894298201595626069?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3894298201595626069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3894298201595626069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3894298201595626069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3894298201595626069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/chan-chan-buena-vista-social-club.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Chan Chan - Buena Vista Social Club&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-7852482151674316151</id><published>2007-09-02T17:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T20:37:06.841+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paciência - Lenine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Versão Original: Lenine (1999)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Versão Portuguesa: Mafalda Veiga e João Pedro Pais (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Será que algum dia as pessoas vão ter paciência??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Aqui fica uma bonita letra e que pode dar que pensar. Para quê tanta pressa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo quando tudo pede&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais de calma&lt;br /&gt;Até quando o corpo pede&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais de alma&lt;br /&gt;A vida não pára...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Acelera e pede pressa&lt;br /&gt;Eu me recuso faço hora&lt;br /&gt;Vou na valsa&lt;br /&gt;A vida é tão rara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto todo mundo&lt;br /&gt;Espera a cura do mal&lt;br /&gt;E a loucura finge&lt;br /&gt;Que isso tudo é normal&lt;br /&gt;Eu finjo ter paciência...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo vai girando&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez mais veloz&lt;br /&gt;A gente espera do mundo&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo espera de nós&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais de paciência...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que é tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que lhe falta pra perceber?&lt;br /&gt;Será que temos esse tempo&lt;br /&gt;Pra perder?&lt;br /&gt;E quem quer saber?&lt;br /&gt;A vida é tão rara&lt;br /&gt;Tão rara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando tudo pede&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais de calma&lt;br /&gt;Até quando o corpo pede&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais de alma&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, a vida não pára&lt;br /&gt;A vida não pára não...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que é tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que lhe falta pra perceber?&lt;br /&gt;Será que temos esse tempo&lt;br /&gt;Pra perder?&lt;br /&gt;E quem quer saber?&lt;br /&gt;A vida é tão rara&lt;br /&gt;Tão rara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando tudo pede&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais de calma&lt;br /&gt;Até quando o corpo pede&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais de alma&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, a vida não pára&lt;br /&gt;A vida não pára não...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida não pára!...&lt;br /&gt;A vida é tão rara!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-7852482151674316151?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/7852482151674316151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=7852482151674316151&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7852482151674316151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/7852482151674316151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/pacincia-lenine.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Paciência - Lenine&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3038394286857477846</id><published>2007-09-01T20:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T10:15:02.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Will Be Friends - Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;A música de hoje é um clássico de uma das melhores (senão a melhor) bandas de todos os tempos.&lt;br /&gt;E porque não há nada mais importante que os Amigos, dedico a todos aqueles que têm o &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; bem grande!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another red letter day&lt;br /&gt;So the pound has dropped and the children are creating&lt;br /&gt;The other half ran away&lt;br /&gt;Taking all the cash and leaving you with the lumber&lt;br /&gt;Got a pain in the chest&lt;br /&gt;Doctors on strike what you need is a rest&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy love but youve got friends you can trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;When youre in need of love they give you care and attention&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;When youre through with life and all hope is lost&lt;br /&gt;Hold out your hands cos friends will be friends right till the End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;The postman delivered a letter from your lover&lt;br /&gt;Only a phone call away&lt;br /&gt;You tried to track him down but somebody stole his number&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact&lt;br /&gt;Youre getting used to life without him in your way&lt;br /&gt;Its so easy love cos you got friends you can trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;When youre in need of love they give you care and attention&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;When youre through with life and all hope is lost&lt;br /&gt;Hold out your hands cos friends will be friends right till the End&lt;br /&gt;Its so easy love cos you got friends you can trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;When youre in need of love they give you care and attention&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;When youre through with life and all hope is lost&lt;br /&gt;Hold out your hands cos friends will be friends right till the End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;When youre in need of love they give you care and attention&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&lt;br /&gt;When youre through with life and all hope is lost&lt;br /&gt;Hold out your hands cos right till the end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will be friends&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/1619286996932020862-3038394286857477846?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3038394286857477846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3038394286857477846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3038394286857477846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3038394286857477846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/09/friends-will-be-friends-queen.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Friends Will Be Friends - Queen&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-1117311760292188300</id><published>2007-08-31T19:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T10:15:10.828+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Porto Côvo - Rui Veloso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roendo uma laranja na falésia&lt;br /&gt;Olhando o mundo azul à minha frente,&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo um rouxinol na redondeza,&lt;br /&gt;No calmo improviso do poente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em baixo fogos trémulos nas tendas&lt;br /&gt;Ao largo as águas brilham como pratas&lt;br /&gt;E a brisa vai contando velhas lendas&lt;br /&gt;De portos e baías de piratas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havia um pessegueiro na ilha&lt;br /&gt;Plantado por um Vizir de Odemira&lt;br /&gt;Que dizem que por amor se matou novo&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, no lugar de Porto Côvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lua já desceu sobre esta paz&lt;br /&gt;E reina sobre todo este luzeiro&lt;br /&gt;Á volta toda a vida se compraz&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto um sargo assa no brazeiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao longe a cidadela de um navio&lt;br /&gt;Acende-se no mar como um desejo&lt;br /&gt;Por trás de mim o bafo do destino&lt;br /&gt;Devolve-me à lembrança do Alentejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havia um pessegueiro na ilha&lt;br /&gt;Plantado por um Vizir de Odemira&lt;br /&gt;Que dizem que por amor se matou novo&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, no lugar de Porto Côvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roendo uma laranja na falésia&lt;br /&gt;Olhando à minha frente o azul escuro&lt;br /&gt;Podia ser um peixe na maré&lt;br /&gt;Nadando sem passado nem futuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havia um pessegueiro na ilha&lt;br /&gt;Plantado por um Vizir de Odemira&lt;br /&gt;Que dizem que por amor se matou novo&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, no lugar de Porto Côvo&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/1619286996932020862-1117311760292188300?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/1117311760292188300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=1117311760292188300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1117311760292188300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/1117311760292188300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/08/porto-covo-rui-veloso.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Porto Côvo - Rui Veloso&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-6356032830649660912</id><published>2007-08-30T01:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T10:15:21.144+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Creep - Radiohead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you were here before&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;Youre just like an angel&lt;br /&gt;Your skin makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;You float like a feather&lt;br /&gt;In a beautiful world&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;Youre so fuckin special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I dont belong here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont care if it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I want to have control&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect body&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect soul&lt;br /&gt;I want you to notice&lt;br /&gt;When Im not around&lt;br /&gt;Youre so fuckin special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I dont belong here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes running out again,&lt;br /&gt;Shes running out&lt;br /&gt;Shes run run run running out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;Youre so fuckin special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im a creep, Im a weirdo,&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I dont belong here.&lt;br /&gt;I dont belong here.&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/1619286996932020862-6356032830649660912?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/6356032830649660912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=6356032830649660912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6356032830649660912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/6356032830649660912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/08/creep-radiohead.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Creep - Radiohead&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3521967745042071150</id><published>2007-08-30T01:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T10:15:30.804+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Carta - Toranja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não falei contigo com medo&lt;br /&gt;que os montes e vales que me achas&lt;br /&gt;caíssem a teus pés.&lt;br /&gt;Acredito e entendo&lt;br /&gt;que a estabilidade lógica&lt;br /&gt;de quem não quer explodir&lt;br /&gt;faça bem ao escudo que és.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é o ar&lt;br /&gt;que vou sugando e aceitando&lt;br /&gt;como fruto de Verão nos jardins do teu beijo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sinto que sabes que sentes também&lt;br /&gt;que num dia maior serás trapézio sem rede&lt;br /&gt;a pairar sobre o mundo em tudo o que vejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que hoje acordei e lembrei-me&lt;br /&gt;que sou mago feiticeiro,&lt;br /&gt;que a minha bola de cristal é folha de papel&lt;br /&gt;nela te pinto nua, nua&lt;br /&gt;numa chama minha e tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desconfio que ainda não reparaste&lt;br /&gt;que o teu destino foi inventado&lt;br /&gt;por gira-discos estragados&lt;br /&gt;aos quais te vais moldando…&lt;br /&gt;E todo o teu planeamento estratégico&lt;br /&gt;de sincronização do coração&lt;br /&gt;são leis como paredes e tectos&lt;br /&gt;cujos vidros vais pisando…&lt;br /&gt;Anseio o dia em que acordares&lt;br /&gt;por cima de todos os teus números&lt;br /&gt;raízes quadradas de somas subtraídas&lt;br /&gt;sempre com a mesma solução…&lt;br /&gt;Podias deixar de fazer da vida&lt;br /&gt;um ciclo vicioso&lt;br /&gt;harmonioso ao teu gesto mimado&lt;br /&gt;e à palma da tua mão…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que hoje acordei e lembrei-me&lt;br /&gt;que sou mago feiticeiro&lt;br /&gt;que a minha bola de cristal é folha de papel&lt;br /&gt;nela te pinto nua, nua&lt;br /&gt;numa chama minha e tua&lt;br /&gt;numa chama minha e tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se te fiz fogo e noite&lt;br /&gt;sem pedir autorização por escrito&lt;br /&gt;ao sindicato dos Deuses,&lt;br /&gt;mas não fui eu que te escolhi.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se te usei&lt;br /&gt;como refúgio dos meus sentidos&lt;br /&gt;pedaço de silêncios perdidos&lt;br /&gt;que voltei a encontrar em ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que hoje acordei e lembrei-me&lt;br /&gt;que sou mago feiticeiro&lt;br /&gt;(…)&lt;br /&gt;nela te pinto nua, nua&lt;br /&gt;numa chama minha e tua&lt;br /&gt;numa chama minha e tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda magoas alguém.&lt;br /&gt;O tiro passou-me ao lado.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda magoas alguém..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não te deste a ninguém&lt;br /&gt;magoaste alguém.&lt;br /&gt;A mim, passou-me ao lado&lt;br /&gt;A mim, passou-me ao lado…&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/1619286996932020862-3521967745042071150?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3521967745042071150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3521967745042071150&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3521967745042071150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3521967745042071150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/08/carta-toranja.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;A Carta - Toranja&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-5708107758958232442</id><published>2007-08-30T01:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T10:15:39.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Should - Moby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So we in sleep in bed&lt;br /&gt;We never make&lt;br /&gt;Holding close to love&lt;br /&gt;Love should fade&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to this is the best thing we'll ever do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning sun is sweet and soft on your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh my love, you always leave me surprised&lt;br /&gt;I feel my heart starts to burst&lt;br /&gt;With all my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how it rains&lt;br /&gt;I know how it pours&lt;br /&gt;I never could feel this way&lt;br /&gt;For anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how it rains&lt;br /&gt;I know how it pours&lt;br /&gt;I never could feel this way&lt;br /&gt;For anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it takes some time&lt;br /&gt;And slip away&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to love&lt;br /&gt;Love should stay&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to you is the best thing I'll ever do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening sun is sweet and soft in your face&lt;br /&gt;I never ever leave this place&lt;br /&gt;I feel my heart starts to burst&lt;br /&gt;With all my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how it rains&lt;br /&gt;I know how it pours&lt;br /&gt;I never could feel this way&lt;br /&gt;For anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how it rains&lt;br /&gt;I know how it pours&lt;br /&gt;I never could feel this way&lt;br /&gt;For anyone but you&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/1619286996932020862-5708107758958232442?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/5708107758958232442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=5708107758958232442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5708107758958232442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/5708107758958232442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-should-moby.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Love Should - Moby&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619286996932020862.post-3779544102899715240</id><published>2007-08-30T00:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T14:01:40.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3 experiência</title><content type='html'>Depois de algum tempo parado, o Canto Musical está de volta:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1619286996932020862-3779544102899715240?l=cantomusical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/feeds/3779544102899715240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1619286996932020862&amp;postID=3779544102899715240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3779544102899715240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1619286996932020862/posts/default/3779544102899715240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantomusical.blogspot.com/2007/08/123-experiencia.html' title='1,2,3 experiência'/><author><name>Hugo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
