<?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-25458530</id><updated>2011-09-23T08:00:18.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog de vivências e travadinhas ocasionais de um Alentejano Esquizofrénico</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-8507290904593642336</id><published>2009-10-26T04:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T04:24:51.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a rodar no mp3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HEKOWSTDFKc/SuWG-2b-7uI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zZwCIaXRpx0/s1600-h/Pitbull+Rebelution+%5BNew+Album%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HEKOWSTDFKc/SuWG-2b-7uI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zZwCIaXRpx0/s320/Pitbull+Rebelution+%5BNew+Album%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396868142796304098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-8507290904593642336?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8507290904593642336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=8507290904593642336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/8507290904593642336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/8507290904593642336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2009/10/rodar-no-mp3.html' title='a rodar no mp3'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HEKOWSTDFKc/SuWG-2b-7uI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zZwCIaXRpx0/s72-c/Pitbull+Rebelution+%5BNew+Album%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-182955652180381708</id><published>2008-08-05T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:53:34.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pois é bebés! O Alentejano is the volta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vamos começar aqui neste estabelecimento de demência com as rubricas habituais, album da semana e filmes recentemente visionados!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;filme: Secretary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HEKOWSTDFKc/SJhXKcnmTcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PS_LRYwKjtc/s1600-h/1208702456_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HEKOWSTDFKc/SJhXKcnmTcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PS_LRYwKjtc/s320/1208702456_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231026804183420354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Tricky - Knowle West Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HEKOWSTDFKc/SJhXsbOwavI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Cc326MFo2y8/s1600-h/album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HEKOWSTDFKc/SJhXsbOwavI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Cc326MFo2y8/s320/album.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231027387926342386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/25458530-182955652180381708?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/182955652180381708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=182955652180381708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-2895515745111853954</id><published>2008-01-04T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T06:34:15.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>não há Dakar este ano.... acabei de levar uma facada : damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-2895515745111853954?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2895515745111853954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=2895515745111853954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/2895515745111853954'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/2505164062525616778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/12/album-da-semana-rodrigo-leo-portugal-um.html' title='Album da Semana -- Rodrigo Leão - Portugal, um retrato social'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HEKOWSTDFKc/R2jehKb_MHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iRXv8FIjmDo/s72-c/Rodrigo%2BLe%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-752396540768326946</id><published>2007-12-12T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:35:14.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cineclube de Olhão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pessoal, atentem na iniciativa  do CineClube de Olhão! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cineclubeolhao.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cineclubeolhao.com/templates/img/bglogo.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Carreguem na imagem&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/25458530-752396540768326946?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/752396540768326946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=752396540768326946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Mas não voei, aterrei.&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;Com os pés assentes na terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou sorrindo,&lt;br /&gt;With fear of the dark&lt;br /&gt;Sou seguindo,&lt;br /&gt;I still have a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-2364970848940203870?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2364970848940203870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=2364970848940203870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/2364970848940203870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/2364970848940203870'/><link 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style="font-size:78%;"&gt;simplesmente lindo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-2857643155008001897?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2857643155008001897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=2857643155008001897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/2857643155008001897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/2857643155008001897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/12/album-da-semana-nuno-prata-todos-os.html' title='Album da Semana -- Nuno Prata - Todos os dias fossem estes/outros'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-4562674192846082420</id><published>2007-11-26T15:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T15:39:05.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Album da Semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets3.pitchforkmedia.com/images/image/31890.x-news-mia-kala-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px;" src="http://assets3.pitchforkmedia.com/images/image/31890.x-news-mia-kala-sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;M.I.A. - Kala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-4562674192846082420?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4562674192846082420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=4562674192846082420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/4562674192846082420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/4562674192846082420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/11/album-da-semana.html' title='Album da Semana'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-3865165144912844541</id><published>2007-11-22T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T16:06:31.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>e é assim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yG7334OWRkg&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/yG7334OWRkg&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' 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height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-7884704268599888839</id><published>2007-11-19T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:50:03.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;Este texto está a ser escrito ao ritmo da fúria que me atinge a cada inspirar deste mundo putrefacto que me consome. Não para atingir quem me esquece ou quem me magoa, quem em determinada altura me virou as costas ou me deixou sem luz na penumbra da solidão. Mas sim para agradecer aqueles que me deram e dão a mão, que se lembram dos pormenores de me desejar boa sorte ou de me ligar apenas para saber se eu estou a sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantos de nós têm a possibilidade de, no vazio do seu ser, escondidos no mais recondito pedaço do sentir, ter a pura certeza de confiar em alguém?&lt;br /&gt;Serias tu, qualquer um de vós, capaz de vendar os seus olhos e seguir alguém sem questionarem nunca se essa pessoa estaria a tomar uma decisão errada por vocês, sem confiarem que ela não vos estaria a trair, a magoar ou simplesmente a olvidar-se do vosso bem estar, certa de que, olhos que não vêm, coração que não sente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois, carissimos, no meio de toda a minha fúria, do meu cansaço de anos a lutar contra mim mesmo, posso dizer que eu tenho essas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço do tamanho do mundo, do tamanho do meu ser e de todo o amor que vocês, de uma forma ou outra, sabem que sinto por cada um de vós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como eu confio, confiem em mim, pois o lema de levar um bala pela vossa vida é, por parte deste vosso amigo,  uma certeza. Não apenas um soneto ao vento, cantado heroicamente, para galvanizar os egos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou pequeno para mim, grande para vós, obrigado por existirem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-7884704268599888839?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7884704268599888839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=7884704268599888839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/7884704268599888839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/7884704268599888839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/11/este-texto-est-ser-escrito-ao-ritmo-da.html' title=''/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-6150423636199538000</id><published>2007-11-19T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T04:27:44.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;.hov:hover{background-color:yellow}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div id="'Title'" style=""&gt;Music Video:&lt;a class="'hov'" style="" href="http://www.videocodezone.com/videos/j/justin_timberlake/my_love.html" target="'_blank'"&gt;MY LOVE     (by Justin Timberlake)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;embed name="'RAOCXplayer'" src="%27http://www.videocodezone.com/videos/j/justin_timberlake/my_love_110323.asx%27" type="'application/x-mplayer2'" autostart="'1'" showcontrols="'1'" showstatusbar="'0'" loop="'true'" enablecontextmenu="'0'" displaysize="'0'" pluginspage="'http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/'" height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 3px 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.videocodezone.com/%27" class="ll" target="_blank"&gt;Music Video Code provided by VideoCodeZone.Com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you you were beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Would you page me on the regular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me would you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well baby I've been around the world&lt;br /&gt;But I aint seen myself another girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ring here represents my heart&lt;br /&gt;But there is just one thing I need from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because, I can see us holding hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach our toes in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can see us in the country side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the grass laying side by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make you my lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girl you amaze me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gotta do nothin crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See all I want you to do is be my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know no woman that could take your spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know no woman that could take your spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My  loooooooove&lt;br /&gt;Looooooove&lt;br /&gt;My loooove&lt;br /&gt;My loooove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now If I wrote you a love note&lt;br /&gt;And make you smile with every word I wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would that make you wanna change your scene&lt;br /&gt;And wanna be the one in my scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me would you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what's the point in waiting anymore&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl I've never been more sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That baby it's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ring here represents my heart&lt;br /&gt;And everything that you been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, I can see us holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach our toes in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I can see us in the country side&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the grass laying side by side&lt;br /&gt;You can be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make you my lady&lt;br /&gt;Girl you amaze me&lt;br /&gt;Aint gotta do nothin crazy&lt;br /&gt;See all I want you to do is be my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know no woman that could take your spot my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know no woman that could take your spot my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;My looooooove&lt;br /&gt;Loooooove&lt;br /&gt;My looooove&lt;br /&gt;My loooooove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shorty, cool as a fan&lt;br /&gt;On the new once again&lt;br /&gt;But Still has fans from Peru to Japan&lt;br /&gt;Listen baby, I don't wanna ruin your plan&lt;br /&gt;But if you got a man, try to lose him if you can&lt;br /&gt;Cause your girls real wild throw your hands up high&lt;br /&gt;Wanna come kick it wit a stand up guy&lt;br /&gt;You don't really wanna let the chance go by&lt;br /&gt;Because you ain't been seen wit a man so fly&lt;br /&gt;Friend so fly I can go fly&lt;br /&gt;Private, cause I handle mine&lt;br /&gt;T.i. - Call me candle guy, simply because I am on fire&lt;br /&gt;I hate to have to cancel my vacation so you can't deny&lt;br /&gt;I'm patient, but I ain't gonna try&lt;br /&gt;You don't come, I ain't gonna die&lt;br /&gt;Hold up, what you mean, you can't go why&lt;br /&gt;Me and you boyfriend we ain't no tie&lt;br /&gt;You say you wanna kick it with an ace so high&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you decide that I ain't your guy&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gon lie ,Me in your space&lt;br /&gt;But forget your face, I swear I will&lt;br /&gt;Same mark, same bullet anywhere I chill&lt;br /&gt;Just bring wit me a pair, I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see us holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach our toes in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I can see us in the country side&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the grass laying side by side&lt;br /&gt;You can be my baby&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make you my lady&lt;br /&gt;Girl you amaze me&lt;br /&gt;Aint gotta do nothin crazy&lt;br /&gt;See all I want you to do is be my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know no woman that could take your spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know no woman that could take your spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My looooooove&lt;br /&gt;Loooooove&lt;br /&gt;My looooooove&lt;br /&gt;My Looooove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-6150423636199538000?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6150423636199538000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seahorse &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm high and I'm happy and I'm free&lt;br /&gt;I got my whole heart&lt;br /&gt;Laid out right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;And I finally can see&lt;br /&gt;The way it's always been&lt;br /&gt;The need for peace&lt;br /&gt;Starts from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I leave my possesions to the wind&lt;br /&gt;And I'm done with ever wanting anything&lt;br /&gt;Well I can die satisfied&lt;br /&gt;No desires do I hide&lt;br /&gt;Not today, not today&lt;br /&gt;Nor for the next one thousand lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a little seahorse&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a little seahorse&lt;br /&gt;A little seahorse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a little seahorse&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a little seahorse&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a little seahorse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm scared of ever being born again&lt;br /&gt;If it's in this form again&lt;br /&gt;Well I wanna know how why where and when and then&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you be the bright night sky&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you come back as the light&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you be the bright night sky&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you come back as the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-4609629266101725765?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4609629266101725765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=4609629266101725765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/4609629266101725765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/4609629266101725765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/11/seahorse-im-high-and-im-happy-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-5059682339824484788</id><published>2007-11-06T09:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T02:10:28.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;E de repente o caminho queda-se diante do céu. Queremos tanto que continue que tacteamos o sentir e inventamos um caminho que se desvaneceu sem que fossemos notificados pela grandeza do ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não há caminho, sobre o que caminho eu? Vontades, desejos ou… ou nada! Não há mas nem se’s! Não há quase’s ou por pouco’s! Há o que queremos que seja. Existe em nós, todos nós, a capacidade de realizar! Se o nosso caminho se torna escorregadio basta estender a mão. Não é vergonha, é confiança! Não somos sempre o forte que se tornou inabalável. Apoia-te em mim, deixa que te abrace forte. Daqui para a frente o tempo é outro, é o nosso tempo, o tempo de não olharmos para trás. Anda, ainda vamos a tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-5059682339824484788?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5059682339824484788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=5059682339824484788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/5059682339824484788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/5059682339824484788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/11/e-de-repente-o-caminho-queda-se-diante.html' title=''/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-7461297653037239030</id><published>2007-10-25T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T06:20:16.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the smile on my smiling face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não vou desistir de mim. Assim sendo, não desisto de ti! Quero sentir o teu abraço, enrolado em mim como se fosses uma nuvem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que é o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Pergunta-me se mudei&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que é o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Responde-me "teu serei"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida que há muito de mim foi arrancada&lt;br /&gt;Retorna agora.&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me querer-te, menina dourada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com ela traz aqueles,&lt;br /&gt;Os outros, senhores de preto.&lt;br /&gt;Capazes dos maiores horrores&lt;br /&gt;Cada um, com o seu espeto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho-os de frente,&lt;br /&gt;Vejo-os aproximar sem qualquer relento&lt;br /&gt;E rindo do alto lhes grito,&lt;br /&gt;"venham, venham. Que de vós apenas tenho pena"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que me abraces, e sem te ter sendo teu,&lt;br /&gt;Me deixes pegar na tua mão,&lt;br /&gt;Te mostrar que o que digo,&lt;br /&gt;são mais, que palavras em vão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te comigo, serena&lt;br /&gt;Sorrindo e dançando,&lt;br /&gt;Menina mulher que vou mimando&lt;br /&gt;Fecha o pano, continuamos a cena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-7461297653037239030?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7461297653037239030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=7461297653037239030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/7461297653037239030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/7461297653037239030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-are-smile-on-my-smiling-face.html' title='you are the smile on my smiling face'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-5915449385201278393</id><published>2007-10-25T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T01:36:10.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miss you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nós já vivemos cem mil anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;encosta-te a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talvez eu esteja a exagerar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;encosta-te a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dá cabo dos teus desenganos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não queiras ver quem eu não sou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deixa-me chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chegado da guerra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fiz tudo p´ra sobreviver em nome da terra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no fundo p´ra te merecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;recebe-me bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não desencantes os meus passos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;faz de mim o teu herói,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não quero adormecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tudo o que eu vi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;estou a partilhar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o que não vivi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hei-de inventar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sei que não sei, às vezes entender o teu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mas quero-te bem, encosta-te a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;desatinamos tantas vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vizinha de mim, deixa ser meu o teu quintal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;recebe esta pomba que não está armadilhada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;foi comprada, foi roubada, seja como for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu venho do nada porque arrasei o que não quis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;em nome da estrada onde só quero ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enrosca-te a mim, vai desarmar a flor queimada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vai beijar o homem-bomba, quero adormecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tudo o que eu vi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;estou a partilhar contigo o que não vivi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;um dia hei-de inventar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sei que não sei, às vezes entender o teu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mas quero-te bem, encosta-te a mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jorge Palma - Encosta-te a mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-5915449385201278393?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5915449385201278393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=5915449385201278393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/5915449385201278393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-2975349398330941301?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2975349398330941301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=2975349398330941301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/2975349398330941301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/2975349398330941301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-682766853228749416</id><published>2007-10-19T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:26:06.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eu... sou o ché!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vagueei e perdi-me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perdi-me algures no meu passado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que cantei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;muitas vezes, fruto do imaginado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;De italiano nada tenho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mas com o filme me comparo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Completo idiota, andava feito actor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Novamente fingindo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uma vida com fervor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dei por mim a olhar para ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;encontrando-te nos meus desencontros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Principesa que sorriu, pim* que se tornou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abri a porta a medo, serias tu que ali estavas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eram os teus olhos rasgados, lindos e por mim amados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorri contigo, e sem ti chorei, no medo de te perder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Já tinha a porta aberta... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Agora? Nada a fazer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tenho-te em mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quero-te, sem dor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mas por fim, desilusão em ti criei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;por isso agora choro... meu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-682766853228749416?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/682766853228749416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=682766853228749416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/682766853228749416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/682766853228749416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/10/eu-sou-o-ch.html' title='eu... sou o ché!'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-698169847075362516</id><published>2007-10-19T08:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:25:00.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pensamoentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como podes conhecer-me,&lt;br /&gt;Se não falo…&lt;br /&gt;Como podes querer,&lt;br /&gt;Se eu calo!&lt;br /&gt;Pego em ti,&lt;br /&gt;Levo-te ao que conheço&lt;br /&gt;Deixo que fale por mim!&lt;br /&gt;Te mostre o que escondo…façam o meu preço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei porque o faço&lt;br /&gt;Ou se faço por querer…&lt;br /&gt;Sei que te quero&lt;br /&gt;Como quem quer viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual Imperador, deixei-me levar.&lt;br /&gt;P’los teus olhos rasgados, teu sorriso de luar…&lt;br /&gt;P’las mãos suaves que me acarinham,&lt;br /&gt;Os beijos sonolentos... e o abraço que me acalma…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És Tu, que me trazes de volta a alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-698169847075362516?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/698169847075362516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=698169847075362516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/698169847075362516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/698169847075362516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/10/pensamoentos.html' title='pensamoentos'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-3543016702908305837</id><published>2007-10-19T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:24:42.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>u put the D on my Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3HdNUTa5ZjXqfbbnl" width="425" height="299" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;this the way i love you *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1l4l7_flaws-and-all-beyonce_music"&gt;Flaws And All - Beyonce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Colocado por &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/vindiezel"&gt;vindiezel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm a train wreck in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm a bitch in the afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Every now and then without warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can be really mean towards you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm a puzzle yes indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ever-complex in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And all the pieces aren't even in the box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And yet, you see the picture clear as day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know why you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You catch me when I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Accept me flaws and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I love (hmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I neglect you when I'm working (ha ha ha uhn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I need attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I tend to nag (oh oh ha uhn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm a host of imperfection (ha ha ha uhn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you see past all that (hm hm uhn uhhhh uhn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm a peasant by some standards (ha ha ha ha uhn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But in your eyes I'm a queen (oh oh ha uhn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You see potential in all my flaws (ha ha ha uh uh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's exactly what I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know why you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You catch me when I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Accept me flaws and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I love you (ah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ha ha haa ha ha uhn! ha ha haa ha ha uhn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ha ha haa ha ha uhn! ha ha haa ha ha uhn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't know why you loooove me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ha ha haa ha ha uhn ;ha ha haa ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I looove you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ha ha haa ha ha uhn ha uhn! ha ha ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You catch me when I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ha ha haa ha ha uhn!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Accept me flaws and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ha ha haa ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I looove you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ha ha haa ha ha uhn, ha ha haa ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I looove you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ha ha haa ha ha uhn! ha ha haa ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And that's why I looove you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ha ha haa ha ha uhn! ha ha haa ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You,You, you, oh, you, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ha ha haa ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You, you, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ha haa ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You, no, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[haa ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[haa ha ha uhn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You, you. &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/25458530-3543016702908305837?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3543016702908305837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=3543016702908305837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/3543016702908305837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/3543016702908305837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/10/u-put-d-on-my-day.html' title='u put the D on my Day'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-1778431166079986479</id><published>2007-10-19T08:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:24:11.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>09/10/2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://oblogdorapaz.no.sapo.pt/Donna%20Maria%20-%20Dois%20lados%20do%20mesmo%20adeus.mp3" type="audio/mpeg" autostart="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caem como folhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lágrimas no seu rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suavemente descem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deixam-lhe o desgosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Entre dois suspiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sopro-lhe na face sem favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abre-se a janela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tenta um disfarce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aperta-me a mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ri por um instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deixo-me ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deixo-me ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nunca quis saber nunca quis acreditar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que tu irias partir não podias cá ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nunca quis escutar muito menos quis ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O teu silêncio que avisava a intenção de não voltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Podes crer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bem que me disseram para nunca me agarrar a uma pessoa a um lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Podes crer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Se um homem nunca chora para que servem estes olhos se não podem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mais te ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Queria ver queria saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O que fazias tu que estás aqui a observar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tás a ver tás a perceber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pode ser que um dia a gente volte a se encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Agora embora, agora sem demora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deixa-me ficar aqui sozinho p’ra pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Embora agora que a minha alma chora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como disse alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vou-me perder para me encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Esse choro triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desespero seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P’ra tentar dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nada se perdeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pede-me que fique mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Por um segundo eterno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como se quisesse ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O meu beijo terno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aperta-me a mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ri por um instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deixo-me ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Só por esse instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dois Lados do Mesmo Adeus - Donna Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-1778431166079986479?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1778431166079986479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=1778431166079986479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/1778431166079986479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/1778431166079986479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/10/09102007.html' title='09/10/2007'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-699366907789321000</id><published>2007-10-19T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:23:37.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just like a bird without a feather&lt;br /&gt;you know im lost without your love&lt;br /&gt;just like a bird without a feather&lt;br /&gt;you know im lost without your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i need your loving&lt;br /&gt;just like the angels need heaven above&lt;br /&gt;well, i done shot that woman&lt;br /&gt;shot her 'cause she done me wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i love that woman&lt;br /&gt;says she ain't love no one but me&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but i caught that woman cheatin'&lt;br /&gt;now our home ain't where it used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from the movie Black Snake Moan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-699366907789321000?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/699366907789321000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=699366907789321000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/699366907789321000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/699366907789321000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/10/feeling-blues.html' title='feeling blues'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-8664049783663910830</id><published>2007-10-19T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:53:36.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/08/2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zPPWfraN2g8/RsCf_7SQj_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/fUXT4_61mS0/s1600-h/hurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098250698778251250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zPPWfraN2g8/RsCf_7SQj_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/fUXT4_61mS0/s320/hurt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;já não sei sorrir... a felicidade tenta encontrar-me, assumo que de todas as vezes que fugi o fiz porque não suportava a ideia do risco, o medo tomava-me de rompante e eu, fraco, não conseguia ficar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Decidi tentar, arriscar pode não ser assim tão mau, pensei. Nem todas são assim, nem todas as pessoas me querem magoar...ou o vão fazer sem pensar em mais nada que não seja o seu bem-estar. Dizendo isto parece que as pessoas de quem fugi o queriam fazer. Não é verdade... a minha mente e mais que tudo, o meu peito dilacerado, que ao menor bater do novo coração que se começa a criar, grita de dor, habituado ao vazio não consegue suportar o movimento ora calmo ora alucinante do sorriso, da paixão, da vontade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Magoo-me mais a mim que aos outros, posso eu pensar, até aqui chego a ser egoista... sei lá eu o quanto magoei as outras pessoas, o quanto lhes custou o meu virar de costas... mas virei-me tantas vezes porque não queria que me vissem chorar, e tantas outras não me voltei de novo para elas porque as lágrimas salgam a ferida e dói ainda mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Decidi não pensar, deixar ir é capaz de saber bem, outra vez. Se já foste feliz, porque não o podes ser de novo? A resposta é tão simples que me chega a fazer ela mesma rir desenfreadamente. Quando um não quer, dois não dançam. E eu já quis tanto, e há tanto que não danço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Torno-me noutro, faço-me diferente, mascaro-me do que não quero ser e do que não suporto nas outras pessoas. É mais fácil assim, se ficar a ver os outros dançar é mesmo porque eu não o sei fazer. Mas quero tanto, quero tanto agora, já. Porque faço eu o contrário? Não sempre, mas por vezes. Por vezes quando o sorriso aparece e o peito outrora cheio, que se habituou a ser só, começa a abrir, a ferida sangra, o medo aparece, a dor acutilante faz-me tremer, a vontade sobe e fortalece o que a alma não consegue acompanhar, o sentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sinto falta de sentir.&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/25458530-8664049783663910830?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8664049783663910830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=8664049783663910830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/8664049783663910830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/8664049783663910830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/10/13082007.html' title='13/08/2007'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zPPWfraN2g8/RsCf_7SQj_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/fUXT4_61mS0/s72-c/hurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25458530.post-1705372299093372481</id><published>2007-10-19T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:08:05.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>A new Day... a new beginning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25458530-1705372299093372481?l=andamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1705372299093372481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25458530&amp;postID=1705372299093372481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/1705372299093372481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25458530/posts/default/1705372299093372481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andamentos.blogspot.com/2007/10/1.html' title='1'/><author><name>fuser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09507049037841544236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y253/carrilho/blog1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
