<?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-2058300215951356434</id><updated>2012-02-08T19:13:57.430Z</updated><category term='Darren Hayes'/><category term='Depeche Mode'/><category term='Outwork feat Mr Gee'/><category term='James Newton Howard'/><category term='Jorge Palma'/><category term='Dave Gahan'/><category term='Jane Birkin'/><category term='Pet Shop Boys'/><category term='Era'/><category term='Epica'/><category term='David Fonseca'/><category term='Dulce Pontes'/><category term='Gotthard'/><category term='zZz'/><category term='Dido'/><category term='Carlos Paião'/><category term='My Chemical Romance'/><category term='Pedro Abrunhosa'/><category term='Stevie Wonder'/><category term='Ben Harper'/><category term='Gregorian Master'/><category term='Paul Oakenfold'/><category term='Harry Nilsson'/><category term='Enigma'/><category term='Laura Pausini'/><category term='Tom Jones'/><category term='Susana Félix'/><category term='Gotan Project'/><category term='Serge Gainsbourg'/><category term='Leona Lewis'/><category term='Foreigner'/><category term='Vanessa da Mata'/><category term='The Police'/><category term='Duran Duran'/><category term='Gene Kelly'/><category term='Evanescence'/><category term='Mika'/><category term='Fergi'/><category term='Shania Twain'/><category term='Frank Sinatra'/><category term='Frédéric Lerner'/><category term='Lara Fabian'/><category term='David Charvet'/><category term='Fedde Le Grand'/><category term='David Vendetta'/><category term='James Blunt'/><category term='Patrick Hernandez'/><category term='Jessica Simpson'/><category term='Coldplay'/><category term='MadreDeus'/><category term='Michael Buble'/><category term='David Gray'/><category term='Carla Bruni'/><category term='Michael Nyman'/><category term='Camille Jones'/><category term='Alanis Morissette'/><category term='Melanie C'/><category term='Mylène Farmer'/><category term='Pedro Khima'/><category term='Boyz II Men'/><category term='Fingertips'/><category term='Michael Bolton'/><category term='Whitney Houston'/><category term='Bryan Adams'/><category term='Joni Mitchell'/><category term='Seal'/><category term='Royksopp'/><category term='Marc Anthony'/><category term='Brandi Carlile'/><category term='Bryan Ferry'/><category term='Lionel Richie'/><category term='Celine Dion'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='Touch e Go'/><category term='Elvis Presley'/><category term='Dean Martin'/><category term='Adriana Mezzadri'/><title type='text'>Sons Sem Silêncio</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2464872720355245386</id><published>2008-01-11T22:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:29:02.164Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Touch e Go'/><title type='text'>Touch &amp; Go - Straight . . . to Number One</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VW9HaQvbh08&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VW9HaQvbh08&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten . . . kiss me on the lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nine . . . run your fingers through my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight . . . touch me . . . slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hold it! Let's go straight . . . to number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seven . . . lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Six . . . slooowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five . . . fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four . . . play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. . . to number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's go straight . . . to number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One [repeating]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Touch me . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's go straight . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One [repeating]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. . . to number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feel it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One [repeating]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Touch and go . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. . . to number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2464872720355245386?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2464872720355245386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2464872720355245386&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2464872720355245386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2464872720355245386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2008/01/touch-go-straight-to-number-one.html' title='Touch &amp; Go - Straight . . . to Number One'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2800895791011625800</id><published>2007-12-21T23:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-21T23:41:38.214Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gotthard'/><title type='text'>Gotthard - Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGcG02FR9mg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGcG02FR9mg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me the way to your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am searching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I’m drifting apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything’s gone far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here were standing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With no words left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gave you power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fell on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silence, never thought you hurt so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In darkest hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slept at your door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wishing all would be just like before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me find my piece of Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me find my way- back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want this love to last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And back together, rise once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From the ashes to the Sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has someone taken my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was it our last embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now you’re asking me for some more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am trying to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victim of my desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep on running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Times, I never thought they hurt so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In darkest hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stand by your door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wishing all would be just like before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2800895791011625800?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2800895791011625800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2800895791011625800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2800895791011625800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2800895791011625800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/gotthard-heaven.html' title='Gotthard - Heaven'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-3833040233809957909</id><published>2007-12-15T22:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:49:58.381Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Bolton'/><title type='text'>Michael Bolton - When A Man Loves A Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6V8KSBGLR4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6V8KSBGLR4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man loves a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can’t keep his mind on nothin’ else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He’d trade the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For a good thing he’s found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If she is bad, he can’t see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She can do no wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn his back on his best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he puts her down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a man loves a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spend his very last dime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trying to hold on to what he needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He’d give up all his comforts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And sleep out in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If she said that’s the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It ought to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a man loves a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I give you everything I got (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trying to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To your precious love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby please don’t treat me bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a man loves a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deep down in his soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She can bring him such misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If she is playing him for a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He’s the last one to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loving eyes can never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes when a man loves a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know exactly how he feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;’cause baby, baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a man loves a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-3833040233809957909?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3833040233809957909/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=3833040233809957909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3833040233809957909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3833040233809957909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/michael-bolton-when-man-loves-woman.html' title='Michael Bolton - When A Man Loves A Woman'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-6502782989760709933</id><published>2007-12-13T22:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:34:21.369Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><title type='text'>Frank Sinatra - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUlOMc-2QvA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUlOMc-2QvA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writer(s): hugh martin, ralph blane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have yourself a merry little christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let your heart be light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From now on, our troubles will be out of sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have yourself a merry little christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make the yule-tide gay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From now on, our troubles will be miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here were are as in olden days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy golden days of yore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faithful friends who are dear to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gather near to us once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through the years we all will be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If the fates allow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And have yourself a merry little christmas now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-6502782989760709933?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6502782989760709933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=6502782989760709933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6502782989760709933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6502782989760709933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/frank-sinatra-have-yourself-merry.html' title='Frank Sinatra - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-6865642003334860965</id><published>2007-12-13T22:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:18:26.661Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patrick Hernandez'/><title type='text'>Patrick Hernandez - Born to be alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-aI1Ch39ZU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-aI1Ch39ZU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were born to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were born to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born, born to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Won't you be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born, born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never find a place to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And settle down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I never wanted all those things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People need to justify&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their lives, lives, lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born, born, born to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born, born, born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's good to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's good to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's good to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time was on my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I was running down the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was so fine, fine, fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A suitcase and an old guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And something new to occupy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mind, mind, mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were born, born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were born, born, born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were born, born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were born, born, born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were born, born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were born, born, born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(To be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born, born to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see you were born, born, born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Born to be alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born, born to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-6865642003334860965?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6865642003334860965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=6865642003334860965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6865642003334860965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6865642003334860965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/patrick-hernandez-born-to-be-alive.html' title='Patrick Hernandez - Born to be alive'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7614376131507622485</id><published>2007-12-08T23:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-09T00:01:49.859Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Gahan'/><title type='text'>Dave Gahan - Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PG-2KVLR2UQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PG-2KVLR2UQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel me coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open the door it's only me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have that desperate feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In trouble is where I'm going to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you hear me knocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So open the door and set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If there's a kingdom beyond it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there a god who loves us all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do we believe in love at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm still pretending, I'm not a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So in your intinate wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Show me how this life should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With all your love and glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn't mean that much to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If there's a kingdom beyond it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there a god who loves us all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do we believe in love at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm still pretending, I'm not a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7614376131507622485?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7614376131507622485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7614376131507622485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7614376131507622485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7614376131507622485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/can-you-feel-me-coming-open-door-its.html' title='Dave Gahan - Kingdom'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-95148865998093967</id><published>2007-12-08T23:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:43:48.574Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whitney Houston'/><title type='text'>Whitney Houston - I Will Always Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUoEil40qZA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUoEil40qZA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should stay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would only be in your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I'll go, but I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll think of you ev'ry step of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You, my darling you. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bittersweet memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that is all I'm taking with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, goodbye. Please, don't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We both know I'm not what you, you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Instrumental solo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope life treats you kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I hope you have all you've dreamed of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I wish to you, joy and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But above all this, I wish you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I, I will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You, darling, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ooh, I'll always, I'll always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-95148865998093967?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/95148865998093967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=95148865998093967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/95148865998093967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/95148865998093967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/whitney-houston-i-will-always-love-you.html' title='Whitney Houston - I Will Always Love You'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2136910415932373558</id><published>2007-12-08T23:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:22:30.321Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica Simpson'/><title type='text'>Jessica Simpson - I Wanna Love You Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bI7h34_R59I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bI7h34_R59I&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You set my soul at ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chased darkness out of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left your desperate spell on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say you feel it too I know you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got so much more to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This can't die, I yearn to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pour yourself all over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'll cherish every drop here on my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna love you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And this is all I'm asking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10,000 lifetimes together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is that so much for you to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuz from the moment that I saw your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and felt the fire of your sweet embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I swear I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna love you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mind fails to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What my heart tells me to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'd give up all I have just to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And that would do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've always been taught to win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I never thought I'd fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be at the mercy of a man,I've never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I only want to be right where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In my life I've learned that heaven never waits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's take this now before it's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuz when I'm with you there's nowhere else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I would ever wanna be no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm breathing for the next second I can feel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loving me..I'm gonna Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2136910415932373558?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2136910415932373558/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2136910415932373558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2136910415932373558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2136910415932373558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/jessica-simpson-i-wanna-love-you.html' title='Jessica Simpson - I Wanna Love You Forever'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2901988123898820128</id><published>2007-12-08T23:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:13:02.553Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leona Lewis'/><title type='text'>Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4ePARuIU18&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4ePARuIU18&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Closed off from love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I didn’t need the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once or twice was enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it was all in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time starts to pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before you know it you’re frozen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But something happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the very first time with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart melts into the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Found something true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And everyone’s looking round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thinking I’m going crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I don’t care what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But they don’t know the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I keep on closing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You cut me open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trying hard not to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But they talk so loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try to fill me with doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yet I know that the goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is to keep me from falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But nothing’s greater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Than the rush that comes with your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And in this world of loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yet everyone around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I don’t care what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But they don’t know the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I keep on closing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You cut me open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it’s draining all of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh they find it hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ll be wearing these scars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For everyone to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don’t care what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But they don’t know the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I keep on closing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2901988123898820128?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2901988123898820128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2901988123898820128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2901988123898820128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2901988123898820128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/leona-lewis-bleeding-love.html' title='Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-6332293727981646481</id><published>2007-12-08T23:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:07:13.770Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fergi'/><title type='text'>Fergi - Big Girls Don't Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KKkkjAP0T0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KKkkjAP0T0&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da Da Da Da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The smell of your skin lingers on me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're probably on your flight back to your home town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need some shelter of my own protection baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be with myself and center, clarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That this has nothing to do with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's personal, myself and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's time to be a big girl now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The path that I'm walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I must go alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like the little school mate in the school yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll play jacks and uno cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be your best friend and you'll be my Valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes you can hold my hand if you want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I want to hold yours too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But it's time for me to go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's getting late, dark outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need to be with myself and center, clarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Da Da Da Da Da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-6332293727981646481?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6332293727981646481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=6332293727981646481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6332293727981646481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6332293727981646481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/fergi-big-girls-dont-cry.html' title='Fergi - Big Girls Don&apos;t Cry'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2137774632228015753</id><published>2007-12-05T21:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:35:23.645Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedro Abrunhosa'/><title type='text'>Pedro Abrunhosa - Quem Me Leva Os Meus Fantasmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sqK7Ys155j4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sqK7Ys155j4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele era o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em que as mãos se fechavam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E nas noites brilhantes as palavras voavam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu via que o céu me nascia dos dedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E a Ursa Maior eram ferros acesos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marinheiros perdidos em portos distantes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em bares escondidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em sonhos gigantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E a cidade vazia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da cor do asfalto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E alguém me pedia que cantasse mais alto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem me leva os meus fantasmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem me salva desta espada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem me diz onde é a estrada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aquele era o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em que as sombras se abriam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em que homens negavam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O que outros erguiam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E eu bebia da vida em goles pequenos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tropeçava no riso, abraçava venenos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De costas voltadas não se vê o futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nem o rumo da bala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nem a falha no muro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E alguém me gritava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Com voz de profeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que o caminho se faz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entre o alvo e a seta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem leva os meus fantasmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem me salva desta espada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem me diz onde é a estrada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De que serve ter o mapa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se o fim está traçado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De que serve a terra à vista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se o barco está parado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De que serve ter a chave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se a porta está aberta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De que servem as palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se a casa está deserta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem me leva os meus fantasmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem me salva desta espada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem me diz onde é a estrada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2137774632228015753?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2137774632228015753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2137774632228015753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2137774632228015753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2137774632228015753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/pedro-abrunhosa-quem-me-leva-os-meus.html' title='Pedro Abrunhosa - Quem Me Leva Os Meus Fantasmas'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7869641407826827627</id><published>2007-12-05T19:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-05T19:44:57.064Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Jones'/><title type='text'>Tom Jones - Sex Bomb</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6KUJE2xs-RE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6KUJE2xs-RE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, aw baby, yeah, ooh yeak, huh, listen to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spy on me baby use satellite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Infrared to see me move through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aim gonna fire shoot me right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aim gonna like the way you fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I love the way you fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now you found the secret code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I use to wash away my lonely blues well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I can’t deny or lie cause you’re a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexbomb sexbomb you’re a sexbomb uh, huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can give it to me when I need to come along give it to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexbomb sexbomb you’re my sexbomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And baby you can turn me on baby you can turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know what you’re doing to me don’t you. ha ha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No don’t get me wrong ain’t gonna do you no harm no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This bomb’s made for lovin’ and you can shoot it far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m your main target come and help me ignite ow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love struck holding you tight hold me tight darlin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make me explode although you know the route to go to sex me slow slow baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I must react to claims of those who say that you are not all that huh, huh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexbomb sexbomb you’re a sexbomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can give it to me when I need to come along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexbomb sexbomb you’re my sexbomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And baby you can turn me on turn me on darlin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexbomb sexbomb you’re my sexbomb sexbomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can give it to me when I need to come along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexbomb sexbomb your’re my sexbomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And baby you can turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can give me more and more counting up the score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can turn me upside down inside out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can make me feel the real deal uh uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can give it to you any time because you’re mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ouch, sexbomb, aw baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexbomb sexbomb you’re my sexbomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you can give it to me when I need to be turned on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexbomb sexbomb you’re my sexbomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And baby you can turn me on turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And baby you can turn me on turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby you can turn me on turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ooh baby you can turn me on turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby you can turn me on oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby you can turn me on oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby you can turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well baby you can turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7869641407826827627?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7869641407826827627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7869641407826827627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7869641407826827627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7869641407826827627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/tom-jones-sex-bomb.html' title='Tom Jones - Sex Bomb'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-5731723985229140739</id><published>2007-12-04T23:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-04T23:27:08.514Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Blunt'/><title type='text'>James Blunt - 1973</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ro2BHWic7WE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ro2BHWic7WE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seemed so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We've been there and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will call you up everyday Saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we both stayed out 'til the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we sang, "Here we go again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And though time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In a club with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singing "Here we go again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wish I was sober&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I could see clearly now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The rain has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My memory plays our tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The same old song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will call you up everyday Saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we both stayed out 'til the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we sang, "Here we go again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And though time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In a club with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singing "Here we go again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will call you up everyday Saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we both stayed out 'til the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we sang, "Here we go again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And though time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In a club with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singing "Here we go again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will call you up everyday Saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we both stayed out 'til the morning light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we sang, "Here we go again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And though time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In a club with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singing "Here we go again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And though time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In a club with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-5731723985229140739?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5731723985229140739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=5731723985229140739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/5731723985229140739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/5731723985229140739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/james-blunt-1973.html' title='James Blunt - 1973'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2652945268292063707</id><published>2007-12-03T20:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:38:07.125Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joni Mitchell'/><title type='text'>Joni Mitchell - Both Sides Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqQlfFuQFXo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqQlfFuQFXo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rows and floes of angel hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And ice cream castles in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And feather canyons evrywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive looked at clouds that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now they only block the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They rain and snow on evryone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many things I would have done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But clouds got in my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive looked at clouds from both sides now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From up and down, and still somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its cloud illusions I recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really dont know clouds at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moons and junes and ferris wheels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The dizzy dancing way you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As evry fairy tale comes real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive looked at love that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now its just another show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You leave em laughing when you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if you care, dont let them know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dont give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive looked at love from both sides now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From give and take, and still somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its loves illusions I recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really dont know love at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tears and fears and feeling proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To say I love you right out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dreams and schemes and circus crowds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive looked at life that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now old friends are acting strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They shake their heads, they say Ive changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well somethings lost, but somethings gained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In living evry day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive looked at life from both sides now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From win and lose and still somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its lifes illusions I recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really dont know life at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive looked at life from both sides now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From up and down, and still somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its lifes illusions I recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really dont know life at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2652945268292063707?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2652945268292063707/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2652945268292063707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2652945268292063707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2652945268292063707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/12/joni-mitchell-both-sides-now.html' title='Joni Mitchell - Both Sides Now'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-6038296470407958558</id><published>2007-11-24T23:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:37:25.632Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frédéric Lerner'/><title type='text'>Frédéric Lerner - Il Faut Se Faire L'Amour</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UiYUoHfRYfI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UiYUoHfRYfI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marc Lavoine / Frédéric Lerner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il ne suffit pas de dire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tous les mots même les plus doux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il ne suffit pas de s'aimer comme des fous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ca n'suffit pas de s'imaginer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il ne suffit pas d'y croire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ca ne suffira jamais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il ne suffit pas de projets d'avenir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ni de promesses que l'on se fait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour tous les jours un peu plus fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour entre la vie et la mort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour même le corps fatigué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour et tous les jours recommencer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il ne suffit pas de chanter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La paix, la solidarité&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il ne suffit pas de croire en ses idées&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ca ne suffit pas de se révolter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour tous les jours un peu plus fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour entre la vie et la mort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour même le corps fatigué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut le faire encore et tous les jours recommencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il ne suffit pas de projets d'avenir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ni de promesses qu'on ne tient jamais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour tous les jours un peu plus fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour entre la vie et la mort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour même le corps fatigué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut le faire encore et tous les jours recommencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour tous les jours un peu plus fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour entre la vie et la mort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il faut se faire l'amour même le corps fatigué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S'aimer pour faire l'amour, se faire l'amour pour s'aimer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-6038296470407958558?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6038296470407958558/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=6038296470407958558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6038296470407958558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6038296470407958558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/frdric-lerner-il-faut-se-faire-lamour.html' title='Frédéric Lerner - Il Faut Se Faire L&apos;Amour'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7912272308557297776</id><published>2007-11-24T23:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:19:32.198Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lara Fabian'/><title type='text'>Lara Fabian  - Meu Grande Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3spIvvvWzz4&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/3spIvvvWzz4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sonhei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E esperei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por seu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E o meu coração se acostumou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A sonhar com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E de repente eu te encontrei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu vi no seu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A paixão que eu sonhei pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quando eu te vi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acreditei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não era só um sonho meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(sonho meu, sonho meu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu acordei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E o mundo inteiro acendeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não pára de brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E o meu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só vê o seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu encontrei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meu grande amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pode chover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O céu cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que nada vai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tirar o que eu guardei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dentro de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É só pensar em você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No amor que guia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os nossos corações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se o mundo te esconder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por traz de muros e prisões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te encontrarei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meu grande amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só os tolos podem pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que o amor se deixa enganar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nada poderá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mudar os rumos da paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foi ele que nos escolheu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não foi você, nem eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meu grande amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grande amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aconteceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estava escrito assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu em você, você em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu te encontrei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meu grande amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grande amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7912272308557297776?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7912272308557297776/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7912272308557297776&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7912272308557297776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7912272308557297776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/lara-fabian-meu-grande-amor.html' title='Lara Fabian  - Meu Grande Amor'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7988436155988992412</id><published>2007-11-21T21:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:56:46.160Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Police'/><title type='text'>The Police - Every Breath You Take</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WwqhhZnl8G4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WwqhhZnl8G4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every breath you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every move you make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every bond you break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every step you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ill be watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every single day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every word you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every game you play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every night you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ill be watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, cant you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You belong to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How my poor heart aches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With every step you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every move you make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every vow you break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every smile you fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every claim you stake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ill be watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since youve gone I been lost without a trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dream at night I can only see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I look around but its you I cant replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel so cold and I long for your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I keep crying baby, baby, please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, cant you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You belong to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How my poor heart aches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With every breath you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every move you make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every vow you break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every smile you fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every claim you stake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ill be watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every move you make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every step you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ill be watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ill be watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ill be watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ill be watching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ill be watching you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7988436155988992412?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7988436155988992412/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7988436155988992412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7988436155988992412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7988436155988992412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/police-every-breath-you-take.html' title='The Police - Every Breath You Take'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-3573411032482100756</id><published>2007-11-20T21:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:17:39.152Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frédéric Lerner'/><title type='text'>Frédéric Lerner - Plus Là</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mgx8--d1Xc4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mgx8--d1Xc4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivre à côté de l'autre et partager sa vie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aimer tout ce qu'il est, son odeur, ses gestes aussi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avancer côte à côté et s'arrêter ici&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Au milieu des regrets et tout ce qu'on s'est dit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le souvenir de l'autre est tellement précis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On l'entend, on le frôle, on caresse son ombre la nuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le temps pousse à la faute et on en paye le prix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avoir le premier rôle et plus rien aujourd'hui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On est si peu de choses quand l'autre s'en va.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quand le manque s'impose, quand on n'a plus le choix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On apprend tant de choses quand l'autre n'est plus là, plus là.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On referme son décor, on range les photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On a peur quand on sort, on se dit que c'est trop tôt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On est mal dans son corps, on ne se trouve pas beau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L'impression d'être mort sans l'autre contre sa peau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On est si peu de choses quand l'autre s'en va.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quand le manque s'impose, quand on n'a plus le choix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On apprend tant de choses quand l'autre n'est plus là, plus là.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On est si peu de choses et tellement à la fois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quand le manque s'impose, on est plus vivant que l'on croit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On comprend tant de choses quand l'autre n'est plus là, plus là.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On est si peu de choses quand l'autre s'en va.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quand le manque s'impose, quand on n'a plus le choix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On comprend tant de choses quand l'autre n'est plus là, plus là.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-3573411032482100756?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3573411032482100756/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=3573411032482100756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3573411032482100756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3573411032482100756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/frdric-lerner-plus-l.html' title='Frédéric Lerner - Plus Là'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7920714923502805783</id><published>2007-11-17T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-17T15:15:39.457Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epica'/><title type='text'>Epica - Cry For The Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dys1_TuUmI4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dys1_TuUmI4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow your common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You cannot hide yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;behind a fairytale forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only by revealing the hole truth can we disclose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The soul of this bulwark forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indoctrinated minds so very often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contain sick thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And commit most of the evil they preach against&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don’t try to convince me with messages from God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You accuse us of sins committed by yourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s easy to condemn without looking in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Behind the scenes opens reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eternal silence cries out for justice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgiveness is not for sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nor is the will to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Virginity has been stolen at very young ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the extinguisher loses it’s immunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morbid abuse of power in the garden of eden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where the apple gets a youthful face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can’t go on hiding yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Behind old fashioned fairytales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And keep washing your hands in innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7920714923502805783?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-5939091444601212920</id><published>2007-11-15T20:48:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:48:56.838Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedro Abrunhosa'/><title type='text'>Pedro Abrunhosa - Ilumina-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUE_GMcZUPk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUE_GMcZUPk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosto de ti, como quem gosta do sábado&lt;br /&gt;gosto de ti, como quem abraça o fogo&lt;br /&gt;gosto de ti, como quem vence o espaço&lt;br /&gt;como quem abre um regaço&lt;br /&gt;como quem salta o vazio&lt;br /&gt;um barco aporta no rio&lt;br /&gt;um homem morre no esforço&lt;br /&gt;sete colinas no dorso&lt;br /&gt;e uma cidade para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de ti, como quem mata o degredo&lt;br /&gt;gosto de ti, como quem finta o futuro&lt;br /&gt;gosto de ti, como quem diz não ter medo&lt;br /&gt;como quem mente em segredo&lt;br /&gt;como quem baila na estrada&lt;br /&gt;vestido feito de nada&lt;br /&gt;as mãos fartas do corpo&lt;br /&gt;um beijo louco no porto&lt;br /&gt;e uma cidade para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto não há amanhã&lt;br /&gt;ilumina-me, ilumina-me&lt;br /&gt;(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de ti, como uma estrela no dia&lt;br /&gt;gosto de ti, quando uma nuvem começa&lt;br /&gt;gosto de ti, quando o teu corpo pedia&lt;br /&gt;quando nas mãos me ardia&lt;br /&gt;como o silêncio na guerra&lt;br /&gt;beijos de luz e de terra&lt;br /&gt;e num passado imperfeito&lt;br /&gt;um fogo farto no peito&lt;br /&gt;e o mundo longe de nós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto não há amanhã&lt;br /&gt;ilumina-me, ilumina-me&lt;br /&gt;(2x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-5939091444601212920?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5939091444601212920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=5939091444601212920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/5939091444601212920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/5939091444601212920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/pedro-abrunhosa-ilumina-me.html' title='Pedro Abrunhosa - Ilumina-me'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-456486155032145828</id><published>2007-11-14T20:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:10:18.175Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MadreDeus'/><title type='text'>MadreDeus - Haja o que houver</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RJRqnicWe8k&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RJRqnicWe8k&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haja o que houver, eu estou aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haja o que houver, espero por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Volta no vento o meu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Volta depressa, por favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ha quanto tempo ja esqueci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porque fiquei longe de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cada momento é pior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Volta no vento por favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem es para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haja o que houver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Espero por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ha quanto tempo ja esqueci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porque fiquei longe de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cada momento é pior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Volta no vento por favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem es para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haja o que houver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Espero por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu sei, eu sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem es para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haja o que houver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Espero por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-456486155032145828?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/456486155032145828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=456486155032145828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/456486155032145828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/456486155032145828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/madredeus-haja-o-que-houver.html' title='MadreDeus - Haja o que houver'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-5486781806632183548</id><published>2007-11-11T21:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:44:19.250Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bryan Adams'/><title type='text'>Bryan Adams - Have you ever really loved a woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g3-WarB0yQY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g3-WarB0yQY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;To understand her - you gotta know her deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Hear every thought - see every dream&lt;br /&gt;N' give her wings - when she wants to fly&lt;br /&gt;Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms&lt;br /&gt;Ya know ya really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman you tell her&lt;br /&gt;that she's really wanted&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she needs somebody to tell her&lt;br /&gt;that it's gonna last forever&lt;br /&gt;So tell me have you ever really&lt;br /&gt;- really really ever loved a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;Let her hold you -&lt;br /&gt;til ya know how she needs to be touched&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta breathe her - really taste her&lt;br /&gt;Til you can feel her in your blood&lt;br /&gt;N' when you can see your unborn children in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Ya know ya really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman&lt;br /&gt;you tell her that she's really wanted&lt;br /&gt;When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she needs somebody to tell her&lt;br /&gt;that you'll always be together&lt;br /&gt;So tell me have you ever really -&lt;br /&gt;really really ever loved a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to give her some faith - hold her tight&lt;br /&gt;A little tenderness - gotta treat her right&lt;br /&gt;She will be there for you, takin' good care of you&lt;br /&gt;Ya really gotta love your woman...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-5486781806632183548?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5486781806632183548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=5486781806632183548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/5486781806632183548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/5486781806632183548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/bryan-adams-have-you-ever-really-loved.html' title='Bryan Adams - Have you ever really loved a woman'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2874139306902158271</id><published>2007-11-09T19:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:32:30.532Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melanie C'/><title type='text'>Melanie C - Never Be The Same Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBm2J-gKeUE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBm2J-gKeUE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on. Ooh, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I call you up whenever things go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're always there. You are my shoulder to cry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't believe it took me quite so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To take the forbidden step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is this something that I might regret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Come on, come on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing ventured nothing gained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(You are the one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lonely heart that can't be tamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Come on, come on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm hoping that you feel the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is something that I can't forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought that we would just be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things will never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just the beginning it's not the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things will never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not a secret anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now we've opened up the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starting tonight and from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll never, never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I know that we were close before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm glad I realised I need you so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I don't care what everyone will say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's about you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we'll never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought that we would just be friends (oh yeah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things will never be the same again. (Never be the same again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just the beginning it's not the end. (We've only just begun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things will never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not a secret anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now we've opened up the door. (Opened up the door)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starting tonight and from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll never, never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nite and day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black beach sand to red clay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The US to UK, NYC to LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From sidewalks to highways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See it'll never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I'm sayin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mind frame never changed 'til you came rearranged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But sometimes it seems completely forbidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To discover those feelings that we kept so well hidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where there's no competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you render my condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though improbable it's not impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For a love that could be unstoppable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A fine line's between fate and destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you believe in the things that were just meant to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you tell me the stories of your quest for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picturesque is the picture you paint effortlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And as our energies mix and begin to multiply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyday situations, they start to simplify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So things will never be the same between you and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We intertwined our life forces and now we're unified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought that we would just be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things will never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just the beginning it's not the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things will never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not a secret anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now we've opened up the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starting tonight and from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll never, never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Come on, come on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things will never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(You are the one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not a secret anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not a secret anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2874139306902158271?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2874139306902158271/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2874139306902158271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2874139306902158271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2874139306902158271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/melanie-c-never-be-same-again.html' title='Melanie C - Never Be The Same Again'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-8747952477775648171</id><published>2007-11-07T23:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-07T23:08:00.507Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darren Hayes'/><title type='text'>Darren Hayes - Who Would Have Thought?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cb38-sewlJE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cb38-sewlJE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Nobody told you that the heart is like a deep, deep freeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many lies, so much of it broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And nobody told you deep within a well so cavernous, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That maybe I could shed some light on ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would've thought it could be amazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would've thought the tiny courageous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would've thought that love so belated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could save me, and bring me back to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And nobody told you there'd be days of silence, that no one heard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rivers swells and overwhelms ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And nobody told you deep within a heart so ravenous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That maybe I could spare a beat for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would've thought it could be amazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would've thought the tiny courageous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would've thought that love so belated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could save me, and bring me back to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had to let you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that you weren't alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We didnt make the rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had to find you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had to get right back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had to find you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had to let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That you wern't alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We didn't make the rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had to find you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had to get right back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's always been you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would have thought it could be this amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now who would have thought, the tiny courageous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would've thought that love so belated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could save me, and bring me back to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-8747952477775648171?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8747952477775648171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=8747952477775648171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8747952477775648171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8747952477775648171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/darren-hayes-who-would-have-thought.html' title='Darren Hayes - Who Would Have Thought?'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-3025115179737761614</id><published>2007-11-05T20:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:15:52.532Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Nilsson'/><title type='text'>Harry Nilsson - Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6C_Q-_RTS8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6C_Q-_RTS8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't forget this evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or your face as you were leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I guess that's just the way the story goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, it shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, I can't forget tomorrorow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I think of all my sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I had you there but then I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And now it's only fair that I should let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't live if living is without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't live, I can't give any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't live if living is without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't give, I can't give any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, I can't forget this evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or your face as you were leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I guess that's just the way the story goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, it shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't live if living is without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't live, I can't give anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't live if living is without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't live, I can't give anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Living is without you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-3025115179737761614?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3025115179737761614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=3025115179737761614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3025115179737761614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3025115179737761614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/harry-nilsson-without-you.html' title='Harry Nilsson - Without You'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2324093442311896690</id><published>2007-11-01T23:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-01T23:43:06.856Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enigma'/><title type='text'>Enigma - Dancing with Mephisto</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKFnqub_a08&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKFnqub_a08&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Michael Cretu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Follow me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Infinity, eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Follow me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toi et moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deja, deja vu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2324093442311896690?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2324093442311896690/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2324093442311896690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2324093442311896690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2324093442311896690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/11/enigma-dancing-with-mephisto.html' title='Enigma - Dancing with Mephisto'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-3876619011583244675</id><published>2007-10-29T23:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:15:40.245Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lionel Richie'/><title type='text'>Lionel Richie - Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy1Cv8b_4Tw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy1Cv8b_4Tw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone with you inside my mind  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I sometimes see you pass outside my door  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello, is it me you're looking for?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can see it in your eyes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can see it in your smile  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're all I've ever wanted, (and) my arms are open wide  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause you know just what to say  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you know just what to do  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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-weight: bold;"&gt;I long to see the sunlight in your hair  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And tell you time and time again how much I care  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello, I've just got to let you know  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I wonder where you are  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I wonder what you do  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me how to win your heart  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For I haven't got a clue  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But let me start by saying, I love you ...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello, is it me you're looking for?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I wonder where you are  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I wonder what you do  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me how to win your heart  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For I haven't got a clue  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/2058300215951356434-3876619011583244675?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3876619011583244675/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=3876619011583244675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3876619011583244675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3876619011583244675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/10/lionel-richie-hello.html' title='Lionel Richie - Hello'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2849949208587555411</id><published>2007-10-28T22:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:15:33.082Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandi Carlile'/><title type='text'>Brandi Carlile-The Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xq-ZmAYLeB8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xq-ZmAYLeB8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these lines across my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell you the story of who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many stories of where I've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And how I got to where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But these stories don't mean anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you've got no one to tell them to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's true...I was made for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I climbed across the mountain tops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swam all across the ocean blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But baby I broke them all for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because even when I was flat broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You made me feel like a million bucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah you do and I was made for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You see the smile that's on my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is hiding the words that don't come out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They don't know my head is a mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, they don't know who I really am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And they don't know what I've been through like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I was made for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All of these lines across my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell you the story of who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many stories of where I've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And how I got to where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But these stories don't mean anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you've got no one to tell them to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's true...I was made for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh yeah, it's true... I was made for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2849949208587555411?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2849949208587555411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2849949208587555411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2849949208587555411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2849949208587555411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/10/brandi-carlile-story.html' title='Brandi Carlile-The Story'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-116373798865953226</id><published>2007-10-27T20:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:15:21.276Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa da Mata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben Harper'/><title type='text'>Vanessa da Mata feat. Ben Harper - Boa Sorte/Good Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdxAjYU_4ac&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É só isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não tem mais jeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acabou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boa sorte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não tenho o que dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;São só palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E o que eu sinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não mudará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo o que quer me dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É pesado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não há paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo o que quer de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irreais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expectativas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desleais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's only words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And what l feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Won't change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Refrão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo o que quer me dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything you want to give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É pesado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não há paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo o que quer de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All you want from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irreais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isn´t real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expectativas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expectations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desleais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mesmo, se segure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quero que se cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dessa pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que o aconselha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Há um desencontro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Veja por esse ponto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Há tantas pessoas especiais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now even if you hold yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to get cured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From this person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who advises you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is a disconnection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See through this point of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are so many special people in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many special people in the world... in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All you want all you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Repete refrão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now were falling (falling), falling (falling) into the night (into the night),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Falling (falling), falling (falling) into the night (um bom encontro é de dois),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now were falling (falling), falling (falling) into the night (into the night),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Falling (falling), falling (falling) into the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-116373798865953226?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Ben Harper - Boa Sorte/Good Luck'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-315819164452297511</id><published>2007-10-24T22:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:15:04.597Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Gray'/><title type='text'>David Gray - It's Not Easy To Be Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCYhwxXiYZI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCYhwxXiYZI&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can’t stand to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m not that nieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m just out to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The better part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m more than a bird…I’m more than a plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More than some pretty face beside a train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s not easy to be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish that I could cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fall upon my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find a way to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'bout a home I’ll never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It may sound absurd…but don’t be naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even Heroes have the right to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I may be disturbed…but won’t you concede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even Heroes have the right to dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s not easy to be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up, up and away…away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well it’s all right…You can all sleep sound tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m not crazy…or anything…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can’t stand to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m not that nieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men weren’t meant to ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With clouds between their knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m only a man in a silly red sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one way street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking for special things inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inside of me ...... inside of me ...(x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m only a man looking for a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s not easy ... wu.. hoo.. hoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s not easy to be me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porque não tem sido fácil ser eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desculpa lá o plágio Saci...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas esta música é deveras apropriada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-315819164452297511?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/315819164452297511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=315819164452297511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/315819164452297511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/315819164452297511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/10/david-gray-its-not-easy-to-be-me.html' title='David Gray - It&apos;s Not Easy To Be Me'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7280430903799263617</id><published>2007-10-23T19:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:14:54.881Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mylène Farmer'/><title type='text'>Mylène Farmer &amp; Seal - Les Mots</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfYapjE5Wpw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfYapjE5Wpw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.F.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fixement, le ciel se tord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quand la bouche engendre un mot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Là, je donnerais ma vie pour t'entendre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te dire les mots les plus tendres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When all becomes all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd break my life for a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And two lives, that's to tomorrow's smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know, I will say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But a fraction of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will give anything, anytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.F.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L'univers a ses mystères&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les mots sont nos vies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We could kill a life with words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soul, how would it feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.F.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si nos vies sont si fragiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words are mysteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.F.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les mots, les sentiments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les mots d'amour, un temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I swept the world away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What could touch the universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would tell you how the sun rose high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We could with a word become one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.F.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Et pour tous ces mots qui blessent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il y a ceux qui nous caressent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qui illuminent, qui touchent l'infini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Même si le néant existe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.F. &amp;amp; Seal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For a fraction on this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will give anything, anytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.F.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L'univers a ses mystères&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les mots sont nos vies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We could kill a life with words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soul, how would it feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.F.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si nos vies sont si fragiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words are mysteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.F.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les mots, les sentiments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.F. &amp;amp; Seal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les mots d'amour, un temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7280430903799263617?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7280430903799263617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7280430903799263617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7280430903799263617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7280430903799263617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/10/mylne-farmer-seal-les-mots.html' title='Mylène Farmer &amp; Seal - Les Mots'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-323749738760705617</id><published>2007-10-18T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:41:59.064+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depeche Mode'/><title type='text'>Depeche Mode - Precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vCS4e_NgGew&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/vCS4e_NgGew&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious and fragile things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Need special handling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My God what have we done to You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We always try to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The tenderest of care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now look what we have put You through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things get damaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things get broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought we'd manage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But words left unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left us so brittle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There was so little left to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angels with silver wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shouldn't know suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I could take the pain for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If God has a master plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That only He understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope it's Your eyes He's seeing through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things get damaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things get broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought we'd manage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But words left unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left us so brittle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There was so little left to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pray You learn to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have faith in both of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And keep room in Your heart for two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things get damaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things get broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought we'd manage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But words left unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left us so brittle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There was so little left to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7391890589378373003</id><published>2007-10-17T22:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:14:30.418Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini'/><title type='text'>Laura Pausini - Strani Amori</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3xetIwbQhiQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3xetIwbQhiQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi dispiace devo andare via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma sapevo che era una bugia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quanto tempo perso dietro a lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Che promette poi non cambia mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strani amori mettono nei guai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma in realta stamo noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E lo aspetti ad un telefono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Litigando che sai libero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Con il cuore nello stomaco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Un gomitolo nell'angelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Li da sola dentro un brivido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma perché lui non c'é, e sono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strani amori che fanno crescere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E sorridere tra le lacrime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quante pagine, li da scrivere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sogni é lividi, da dividere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sono amori che spesso a quest'éta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si confondono dentro a quest'anima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Che s'interroga senza decidere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se é un amore che fa per noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E quante notti perse a piangere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rileggendo quelle lettere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Che non riesci piu a buttare via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dal labirinto della nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grandi amori, che finiscono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma perché restano, nel cuore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strani amori che vanno e vengono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nei pensieti che li nascondono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;storie vere che ci appartenhµgono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ma si lasciano come noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strani amori, fragili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prigionieri liberi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strani Amori mettono nei guai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma in réalta siamo noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strano Amori fragili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prigionieri liberi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strani Amori che non sanno vivere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E si perdono dentro noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi dispiace devo andare via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Questa volta l'ho promesso a me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perché ho voglia di un amore vero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Senza te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7391890589378373003?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7391890589378373003/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7391890589378373003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7391890589378373003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7391890589378373003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/10/laura-pausini-strani-amori.html' title='Laura Pausini - Strani Amori'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-8611091039591937543</id><published>2007-10-16T23:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:14:18.928Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dean Martin'/><title type='text'>Dean Martin - Everybody Loves Somebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RmOTDucV4dI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RmOTDucV4dI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves somebody sometime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody falls in love somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something in your kiss just told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That sometime is now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody finds somebody someplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's no telling whre love may appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something in my heart keeps saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My someplace is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I had it in my power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd arrange for every girl to have your charms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then every minute, every hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody would find what I found in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody loves somebody sometime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And though my dreams were overdue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your love made it all worth waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For someone like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I had it in my power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd arrange for every girl to have your charms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then every minute, every hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody would find what I found in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody loves somebody sometime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And though my dreams were overdue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your love made it all worth waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For someone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I love Somebody too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-8611091039591937543?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8611091039591937543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=8611091039591937543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Ecstasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uUDZrrEqRE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uUDZrrEqRE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" 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/2058300215951356434-8788817259110432765?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8788817259110432765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=8788817259110432765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tho8b5BzfcI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tho8b5BzfcI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Twenty seconds and counting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T minus fifteen seconds, guidance is okay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I look back upon my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's always with a sense of shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've always been the one to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For everything I long to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matter when or where or who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has one thing in common, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything I've ever done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything I ever do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every place I've ever been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everywhere I'm going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At school they taught me how to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So pure in thought and word and deed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They didn't quite succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For everything I long to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matter when or where or who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has one thing in common, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything I've ever done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything I ever do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every place I've ever been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everywhere I'm going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father, forgive me, I tried not to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turned over a new leaf, then tore right through it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whatever you taught me, I didn't believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father, you fought me, 'cause I didn't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I still don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I look back upon my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever with a sense of shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've always been the one to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For everything I long to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matter when or where or who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has one thing in common, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything I've ever done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything I ever do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every place I've ever been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everywhere I'm going to - it's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Confiteor Deo omnipotenti vobis fratres, quia peccavi nimis cogitatione,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;verbo, opere et omissione, mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[trans. "I confess to almighty god,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and to you my brothers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I have sinned exceedingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in thought, word, act and omission,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;through my fault, through my fault,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;through my most grievous fault"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Zero!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-1235823379997090002?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1235823379997090002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=1235823379997090002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/1235823379997090002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/1235823379997090002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/10/pet-shop-boys-its-sin.html' title='Pet Shop Boys - It&apos;s a Sin'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-352398916678353657</id><published>2007-10-10T00:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:13:22.143Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Newton Howard'/><title type='text'>James Newton Howard - Fairy Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E-ZowzAPOME&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E-ZowzAPOME&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente mágica esta música....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eleva o &lt;/span&gt;espírito&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a alturas jamais alcançadas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um Beijo Sonhador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-352398916678353657?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/352398916678353657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=352398916678353657&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/352398916678353657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/352398916678353657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/10/james-newton-howard-fairy-dance.html' title='James Newton Howard - Fairy Dance'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-8913510317783312551</id><published>2007-10-08T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:13:12.928Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duran Duran'/><title type='text'>Duran Duran - Come Undone</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SFbDhbl3QPY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SFbDhbl3QPY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Signed, with a home tattoo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday to you was created for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't ever keep from falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the seams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't I believe you're taking my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, it'll take a little time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;might take a little crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to come undone now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll try to stay blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to the hope and fear outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey child, stay wilder than the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And blow me in to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who do you need, who do you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you come undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who do you need, who do you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you come undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words, playing me deja vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like a radio tune I swear I've heard before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chill, is it something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or the magic I'm feeding off your fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't ever keep from falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the seams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can I believe you're taking my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost, in a snow filled sky, we'll make it alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To come undone now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll try to stay blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to the hope and fear outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey child, stay wilder than the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And blow me in to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who do you need, who do you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you come undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who do you need, who do you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you come undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who do you need, who do you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you come undone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-8913510317783312551?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8913510317783312551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=8913510317783312551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8913510317783312551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8913510317783312551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/10/duran-duran-come-undone.html' title='Duran Duran - Come Undone'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-6014361357945202018</id><published>2007-10-04T22:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:13:05.226Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evanescence'/><title type='text'>Evanescence - You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SZUf-vdNNYE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SZUf-vdNNYE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The words have been drained from this pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweet words that I want to give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we're together, I feel perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I'm pulled away from you, I fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All you say is sacred to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your eyes are so blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't look away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As we lay in the stillness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You whisper to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amy, marry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Promise you'll stay with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh you don't have to ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know you're all that I live for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know I'd die just to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stay with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somehow I'll show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That you are my night sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've always been right behind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I'll always be right beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many nights I cried myself to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now that you love me, I love myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never thought I would say this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never thought there'd be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-6014361357945202018?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6014361357945202018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=6014361357945202018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6014361357945202018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6014361357945202018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/10/evanescesce-you.html' title='Evanescence - You'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-900704255959000509</id><published>2007-09-29T23:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:12:54.114Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Charvet'/><title type='text'>David Charvet - Sometimes It Rains</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HKafVQlNCKs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HKafVQlNCKs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You been thirsty for a change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A change in the weather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walked this rocky terrain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Til your heart is tough as leather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And there's no sign in the sky above you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That anonyme's gonna come and love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And take away your heartache and your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But sometimes it rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes it poors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes an angel come knocking on your door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though it's hard to tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through a long dry spell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That the clouds above are ever gonna break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But sometimes it rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've been prayin'for a miracle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A miracle to save you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've been wishin' your heart was full &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or the faith that God gave you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A flash of light and a roll of thunder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fill yours eyes and your ears with wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And give your heart the strength to try again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But sometimes it rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes it poors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes an angel come knocking on your door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though it's hard to tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through a long dry spell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That the clouds above are ever gonna break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But sometimes it rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let it flood the valley of your need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And give you back a reason to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through it's hard to tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through a long dry spell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That the clouds above are ever gonna break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But sometimes it rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes it poors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes an angel come knocking on your door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though it's hard to tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through a long dry spell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That the clouds above are ever gonna break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But sometimes it rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes it rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes it rains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-900704255959000509?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/900704255959000509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=900704255959000509&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/900704255959000509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/900704255959000509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/david-charvet-sometimes-it-rains.html' title='David Charvet - Sometimes It Rains'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-4907838980215458876</id><published>2007-09-27T18:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:12:46.228Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Paião'/><title type='text'>Carlos Paião - Cinderela</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNM5SnpJf_o"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNM5SnpJf_o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles são duas crianças a viver esperanças, a saber sorrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ela tem cabelos louros, ele tem tesouros para repartir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Numa outra brincadeira passam mesmo à beira sempre sem falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uns olhares envergonhados e são namorados sem ninguém pensar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foram juntos outro dia, como por magia, no autocarro, em pé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ele la lhe disse, a medo: "O meu nome é Pedro e o teu qual é?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ela corou um pouquinho e respondeu baixinho: "Sou a Cinderela".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quando a noite o envolveu ele adormeceu e sonhou com ela...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Então,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bate, bate coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Louco, louco de ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A idade assim não tem valor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crescer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vai dar tempo p'ra aprender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vai dar jeito p'ra viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O teu primeiro amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinderela das histórias a avivar memórias, a deixar mistério&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Já o fez andar na lua, no meio da rua e a chover a sério.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ela, quando la o viu, encharcado e frio, quase o abraçou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Com a cara assim molhada ninguém deu por nada, ele até chorou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Então,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bate, bate coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Louco, louco de ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A idade assim não tem valor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crescer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vai dar tempo p'ra aprender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vai dar jeito p'ra viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O teu primeiro amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E agora, nos recreios, dão os seus passeios, fazem muitos planos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E dividem a merenda, tal como uma prenda que se da nos anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E, num desses momentos, houve sentimentos a falar por si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ele pegou na mão dela: "Sabes Cinderela, eu gosto de ti..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Então,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bate, bate coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Louco, louco de ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A idade assim não tem valor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crescer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vai dar tempo p'ra aprender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vai dar jeito p'ra viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O teu primeiro amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sinto que sou uma Cinderela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um Beijo Sonhador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-4907838980215458876?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4907838980215458876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=4907838980215458876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4907838980215458876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4907838980215458876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/carlos-paio-cinderela.html' title='Carlos Paião - Cinderela'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-4947856198766803497</id><published>2007-09-26T22:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:12:37.506Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susana Félix'/><title type='text'>Susana Félix - Flutuo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ucL6pgo3Uj4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ucL6pgo3Uj4" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoje não sabia que colocar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A minha querida amiga ContorNUS disse que esta música é linda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Querida tens toda a razão a música é belissíma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dedicated to You my Friend :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flutuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consigo deslindar o meu gosto sem esforço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balanço é o que a maré me dá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E eu não contesto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O meu destino está fora de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu aceito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sou eu despida de medos e culpas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confesso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoje eu vou fingir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que não vou voltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Despeço-me do que mais quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só para não te ouvir dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que as coisas vão mudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flutuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consigo deslindar o meu gosto sem esforço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balanço é o que a maré me dá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E eu não contesto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanhã pensar nisso sempre me dá mais jeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fazer de mim Pretérito Mais Que Perfeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoje eu vou fingir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que não vou voltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Despeço-me do que mais quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só para não te ouvir dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que as coisas vão mudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoje eu vou fugir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para não me dar a vontade de ser tua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só para não me ouvir dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que as coisas vão mudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-4947856198766803497?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4947856198766803497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=4947856198766803497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4947856198766803497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4947856198766803497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/susana-flix-flutuo.html' title='Susana Félix - Flutuo'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-8744017987289917472</id><published>2007-09-26T00:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:12:29.213Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvis Presley'/><title type='text'>Elvis Presley - You Were Always On My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeLdF7ONGts"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeLdF7ONGts" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't treat you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quite as good as I should have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe I didn't love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quite as often as I could have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little things I should have said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just never took the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give me, give me one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To keep you satisfied, satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe I didn't hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All those lonely, lonely times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I guess I never told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so happy that you're mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I make you feel second best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl, I'm sorry I was blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give me, give me one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To keep you satisfied, satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little things I should have said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just never took the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Silent Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-8744017987289917472?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8744017987289917472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=8744017987289917472&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8744017987289917472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8744017987289917472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/elvis-presley-you-were-always-on-my.html' title='Elvis Presley - You Were Always On My Mind'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7884572087565826766</id><published>2007-09-22T20:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:12:20.701Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Fonseca'/><title type='text'>David Fonseca - Superstars</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QsOmpv5I-jg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QsOmpv5I-jg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is broken, and you don’t seem to mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess it happened a little too many times, too many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You try and you got tired, those long a brighten stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You weald a fire right under the snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They don’t they don’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could they really know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They don’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They don’t know how it really feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They’re just on holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like dummies filling landscapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could they see you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was the one that held you through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I held a spot light when you did that crazy dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dance with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I felt like superstars do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We're just like superstars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You couldn’t really tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I held you close while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While you drove, you just drove into hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A kind of hurt that burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A light that loves you blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And while your feet go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They go deeper in the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You wave and drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You rave to the crown that says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But they don’t know how really feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They’re just here on holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like dummies filling landscapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could they see you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was the one that held you through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I held a spot light when you did that crazy dance with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah you did that crazy dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You did that crazy dance with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You did that crazy dance (7x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz they don’t know how it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They’re just here on holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like dummies filling landscapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could they see us cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was the one that held you through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I held a spot light when you did that crazy dance to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I dance whith you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I felt like superstars do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We felt like superstars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me and you (2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7884572087565826766?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7884572087565826766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7884572087565826766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7884572087565826766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7884572087565826766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/david-fonseca-superstars.html' title='David Fonseca - Superstars'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-5938598480620928678</id><published>2007-09-21T20:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:12:11.782Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carla Bruni'/><title type='text'>Carla Bruni - Quelqu'un m'a dit</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fMUedRUJ_HA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fMUedRUJ_HA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud que de nos chagrins il s'en fait des manteaux pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que tu m'aimais encore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serais ce possible alors ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qu'il ne nous donne rien et qu'il nous promet tout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parais qu'le bonheur est à portée de main,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mais qui est ce qui m'a dit que toujours tu m'aimais?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Je ne me souviens plus c'était tard dans la nuit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J'entend encore la voix, mais je ne vois plus les traits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Il vous aime, c'est secret, lui dites pas que j'vous l'ai dit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tu vois quelqu'un m'a dit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que tu m'aimais encore, me l'a t'on vraiment dit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que tu m'aimais encore, serais ce possible alors ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quelqu'un M'a Dit Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que de nos tristesses il s'en fait des manteaux,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit que...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-5938598480620928678?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5938598480620928678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=5938598480620928678&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/5938598480620928678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/5938598480620928678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/carla-bruni-quelquun-ma-dit.html' title='Carla Bruni - Quelqu&apos;un m&apos;a dit'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-6249083651468902065</id><published>2007-09-20T23:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:11:33.949Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fedde Le Grand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille Jones'/><title type='text'>Camille Jones Vs Fedde Le Grand - The Creeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42ePU7O5q0s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42ePU7O5q0s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on down to the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on down to the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(x 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make me take the ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Free drinks on tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take some have a feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Break me 'cause it keeps coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Down on either side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bleeding in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting for the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To kill my last beliefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So come on down to the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on down to the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on down to the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walking to the claim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The creeps calling my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They get me everytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm bleeding and I'm getting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We go split before my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Increase, double size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lease out my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I insane to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...on down to the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on down to the creeps(x5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on down to the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holding back the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fading sanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blowing up my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reaching for my always loving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Partner up in crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soaking up my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Filling up my glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gone, at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So come on down to the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(-repeat till the end-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-6249083651468902065?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6249083651468902065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=6249083651468902065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6249083651468902065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6249083651468902065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/camille-jones-vs-fedde-le-grand-creeps.html' title='Camille Jones Vs Fedde Le Grand - The Creeps'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7510424990881508585</id><published>2007-09-20T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:11:06.446Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Vendetta'/><title type='text'>David Vendetta feat Keith Thompson - Break 4 Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yc6O5lzwO_M"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yc6O5lzwO_M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so love love love love (x5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know I love to do that to you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me do that for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby don't you worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to be the man that you want me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's No need to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna give you love the way you wanted to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there every morning baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And That's why baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't have to wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why I love youuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need youuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got to haa...haave youuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need youuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Riiiiight nooooooow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Break...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so love love love love (x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby don't you worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to be the man that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;want me to be (x5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's no need to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna give you love the way you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanted to be (x5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there every morning baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And that's why baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why I love youuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need you Got to haa...haave youuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need youuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Riiiiight nooooooow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh! let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-4580970113326045446</id><published>2007-09-17T18:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:10:54.402Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darren Hayes'/><title type='text'>Darren Hayes - Insatiable</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kiXWoWtLex4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kiXWoWtLex4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When moonlight crawls along the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chasing away the summer heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Footsteps outside somewhere below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The world revolves I let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We build our church above this street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We practice love between these sheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The candy sweetness scent of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It bathes my skin I'm stained by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And all I have to do is hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's a racing in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am barely touching you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn the lights down low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanna taste every drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The moonlight plays upon your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A kiss that lingers takes me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I fall asleep inside of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are no words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's only truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breathe in Breathe out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We move together up and down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We levitate our bodies soar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our feet don't even touch the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And nobody knows you like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The world doesn't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I grow stronger in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn the lights down low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanna taste every drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn the lights down low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanna taste every drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We never sleep we're always holdin' hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kissin' for hours talkin' makin' plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel like a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just being in the same room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We never sleep there's just so much to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't close my eyes when I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable the way I'm loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn the lights down low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanna taste every drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn the lights down low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanna taste every drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insatiable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Insatiable too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Silent Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-4580970113326045446?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4580970113326045446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=4580970113326045446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4580970113326045446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4580970113326045446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/darren-hayes-insatiable.html' title='Darren Hayes - Insatiable'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-1799397963584545441</id><published>2007-09-16T20:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:10:43.330Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boyz II Men'/><title type='text'>Boyz II Men - End Of The Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OO9dytmEcfo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OO9dytmEcfo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[spoken]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl you know we belong together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have no time for you to be playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With my heart like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll be mine forever baby, you just see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[verse]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We belong together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you that I'm right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do you play with my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do you play with my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Said we'd be forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Said it'd never die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could you love me and leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And never say good-bye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I can't sleep at night without holding you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl, each time I try I just break down and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pain in my head oh I'd rather be dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spinnin' around and around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Although we've come to the End Of The Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still I can't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's unnatural, you belong to me, I belong to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come to the End of the Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still I can't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's unnatural, you belong to me, I belong to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl, I know you really love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You just don't realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've never been there before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's only your first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe I'll forgive you, hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe you'll try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We should be happy together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever, you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you love me again like you loved me before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This time I want you to love me much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This time instead just come to my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And baby just don't let me, don't let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[spoken]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All those times of night when you just hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And just run out with that other fella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby I knew about it, I just didn't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You just don't understand how much I love you do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not out to go out and cheat on you all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just like you did baby but that's all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey, I love you anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm still gonna be here for you 'till my dying day baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right now, I'm just in so much pain baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz you just won't come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will you? Just come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes baby my heart is lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart hurts baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Lonely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes I feel pain too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This time instead just come to my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And baby just don't let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus (a cappella)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Road'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-3324718226173423889</id><published>2007-09-14T20:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:10:35.513Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Era'/><title type='text'>Era - Looking For Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/keBLdFxnYvI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/keBLdFxnYvI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna share something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something exciting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By manofthemoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for something too...&lt;br /&gt;Hope I see it soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Silent Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-3324718226173423889?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3324718226173423889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=3324718226173423889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3324718226173423889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3324718226173423889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/era-looking-for-something.html' title='Era - Looking For Something'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-5598521078367750299</id><published>2007-09-13T19:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:10:27.989Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enigma'/><title type='text'>Enigma - Principles of Lust</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBsZjfbDqu4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBsZjfbDqu4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principles of lust&lt;br /&gt;are easy to understand&lt;br /&gt;do what you feel&lt;br /&gt;feel until the end&lt;br /&gt;the principles of lust&lt;br /&gt;are burned in your mind&lt;br /&gt;do what you want&lt;br /&gt;do it until you find&lt;br /&gt;love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-5598521078367750299?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5598521078367750299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=5598521078367750299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/5598521078367750299'/><link 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SELp8xfbzJQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SELp8xfbzJQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whispers in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of lovers sleeping tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are rolling like thunder now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hold on to your body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And feel each move you make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your voice is warm and tender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A love that I could not forsake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(first chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I am your lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you are my man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whenever you reach for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll do all that I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost is how I'm feeling lying in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the world outside's too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Much to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That all ends when I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even though there may be times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It seems I'm far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never wonder where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I am always by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(repeat first chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(second chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We're heading for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere I've never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes I am frightened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I'm ready to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of the power of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sound of your heart beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Made it clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suddenly the feeling that I can't go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is light years away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(repeat first chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(repeat second chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-8904822758965872969?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8904822758965872969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=8904822758965872969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8904822758965872969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8904822758965872969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/celine-dion-power-of-love.html' title='Celine Dion - The Power Of Love'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7681623426376052967</id><published>2007-09-11T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:10:09.155Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alanis Morissette'/><title type='text'>Alanis Morissette - Uninvited</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7V6E8GXkN6Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7V6E8GXkN6Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like anyone would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am flattered by your fascination with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like any hot blooded woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have simply wanted an object to crave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you're not allowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're uninvited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An unfortunate slight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Must be strangely exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To watch the stoic squirm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Must be somewhat heartening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To watch shepard meet shepard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you're not allowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're uninvited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An unfortunate slight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like any uncharted territory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I must seem greatly intriguing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You speak of my love like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have experienced like mine before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But this is not allowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're uninvited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An unfortunate slight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't think you unworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need a moment to deliberate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7681623426376052967?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7681623426376052967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7681623426376052967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7681623426376052967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7681623426376052967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/alanis-morissette-uninvited.html' title='Alanis Morissette - Uninvited'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7529943223781816266</id><published>2007-09-10T20:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:10:03.542Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jorge Palma'/><title type='text'>Jorge Palma - Encosta-te a Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tu9HPz__3ys"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tu9HPz__3ys" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encosta-te a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nós já vivemos cem mil anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talvez eu esteja a exagerar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dá cabo dos teus desenganos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não queiras ver quem eu não sou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deixa-me chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chegada da guerra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiz tudo p´ra sobreviver, em nome da terra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no fundo p´ra te merecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;recebe-me bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não desencantes os meus passos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faz de mim o teu herói,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não quero adormecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo o que eu vi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estou a partilhar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o que não vivi, hei-de inventar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sei que não sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;às vezes entender o teu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas quero-te bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;encosta-te a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[instrumental]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desatinamos tantas vezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vizinha de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deixa ser meu o teu quintal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;recebe esta pomba que não está armadilhada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;foi comprada, foi roubada, seja como foi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu venho do nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;porque arrasei o que não quis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;em nome da estrada, onde só quero ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enrosca-te a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vai desarmar a flor queimada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vai beijar o homem-bomba, quero adormecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo o que eu vi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estou a partilhar contigo, e o que não vivi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;um dia hei-de inventar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sei que não sei, às vezes entender o teu olhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas quero-te bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quero-te bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também quero que alguém...&lt;br /&gt;Se encoste ternamente a mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um Beijo Silencioso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7529943223781816266?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7529943223781816266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7529943223781816266&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7529943223781816266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7529943223781816266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/jorge-palma-encosta-te-mim.html' title='Jorge Palma - Encosta-te a Mim'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-3469123293029351614</id><published>2007-09-09T11:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:09:47.404Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><title type='text'>Frank Sinatra - My Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4AP5OFxk91w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4AP5OFxk91w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the end is near,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so I face the final curtain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My friends, I'll say it clear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll state my case of which I'm certain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've lived a life that's full -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've travelled each and every highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And more, much more than this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did it my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regrets? I've had a few,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But then again, too few to mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did what I had to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And saw it through without exemption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I planned each charted course -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Each careful step along the byway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And more, much more than this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did it my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I bit off more than I could chew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But through it all, when there was doubt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ate it up and spit it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I faced it all and I stood tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And did it my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've loved, I've laughed and cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've had my fill - my share of losing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now, as tears subside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I find it all so amusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To think I did all that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And may I say, not in a shy way -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh no. Oh no, not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did it my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For what is a man? What has he got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If not himself - Then he has naught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To say the things he truly feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And not the words of one who kneels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The record shows I took the blows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And did it my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, it was my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-3469123293029351614?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3469123293029351614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=3469123293029351614&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3469123293029351614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3469123293029351614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/frank-sinatra-my-way.html' title='Frank Sinatra - My Way'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-21441448612286693</id><published>2007-09-08T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:08:09.291Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedro Abrunhosa'/><title type='text'>Pedro Abrunhosa - Diabo No Corpo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MNlrcjV92U0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MNlrcjV92U0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Como um mapa sagrado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em ti desenho o pecado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Escrevo o mundo no meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Com um toque divino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faço da pele o destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sente nas mãos este meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uma estátua ardente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E a cada toque teu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até a passerelle devagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se vai abrir por ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E toda a musica que ouvires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ira ser por existires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sempre que digo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uhuuu, tenho o Diabo no Corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uhuuu, tenho o Diabo no Corpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leva o meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por um momento eterno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fazes-me a vida um inferno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Escondo um louco no meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um infinito prazer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por isso: "Qu'est-ce qu'on va faire?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só tenho tempo para o meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Como uma sombra inquieta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E nessa voz discreta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até a passerelle devagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se vai abrir por ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E toda a musica que ouvires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ira ser por existires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sempre que digo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uhuuu, tenho o Diabo no Corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uhuuu, tenho o Diabo no Corpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também estou com o Diabo no corpo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um Beijo Endiabrado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-21441448612286693?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/21441448612286693/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=21441448612286693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/21441448612286693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/21441448612286693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/pedro-abrunhosa-diabo-no-corpo.html' title='Pedro Abrunhosa - Diabo No Corpo'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-6292557826222053870</id><published>2007-09-07T00:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:08:00.578Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foreigner'/><title type='text'>Foreigner - I Wanna Know What Love Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z9OGfBGOCpk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z9OGfBGOCpk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I gotta take a little time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A little time to think things over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I better read between the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In case I need it when Im older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now this mountain I must climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feels like a world upon my shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I through the clouds I see love shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It keeps me warm as life grows colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In my life theres been heartache and pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont know if I can face it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cant stop now, Ive traveled so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To change this lonely life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna know what love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to show me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna feel what love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you can show me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im gonna take a little time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A little time to look around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive got nowhere left to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It looks like love has finally found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In my life theres been heartache and pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont know if I can face it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cant stop now, Ive traveled so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To change this lonely life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna know what love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to show me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna feel what love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you can show me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna know what love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to show me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I wanna feel, I want to feel what love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I know, I know you can show me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lets talk about love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna know what love is, the love that you feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to show me, and Im feeling so much love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna feel what love is, no, you just cannot hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you can show me, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna know what love is, lets talk about love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to show me, I wanna feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna feel what love is, I want to feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I know and I know, I know you can show me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Show me love is real, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna know what love is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what love is too...&lt;br /&gt;Can some one show me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Silent Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-6292557826222053870?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6292557826222053870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=6292557826222053870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6292557826222053870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6292557826222053870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/foreigner-i-wanna-know-what-love-is.html' title='Foreigner - I Wanna Know What Love Is'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2086074909657487723</id><published>2007-09-06T22:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:07:51.435Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stevie Wonder'/><title type='text'>Stevie Wonder - I Just Called To Say I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PY45DkaP9Ls"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PY45DkaP9Ls" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No New Year's Day to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away&lt;br /&gt;No first of spring&lt;br /&gt;No song to sing&lt;br /&gt;In fact here's just another ordinary day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No April rain&lt;br /&gt;No flowers bloom&lt;br /&gt;No wedding Saturday within the month of June&lt;br /&gt;But what it is, is something true&lt;br /&gt;Made up of these three words that I must say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say how much I care&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it from the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No summer's high&lt;br /&gt;No warm July&lt;br /&gt;No harvest moon to light one tender August night&lt;br /&gt;No autumn breeze&lt;br /&gt;No falling leaves&lt;br /&gt;Not even time for birds to fly to southern skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Libra sun&lt;br /&gt;No Halloween&lt;br /&gt;No giving&lt;br /&gt;But what it is, though old so new&lt;br /&gt;To fill your heart like no three words could ever do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say how much I care, I do&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it from the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say how much I care, I do&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it from the bottom of my heart, of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say how much I care, I do&lt;br /&gt;I just called to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it from the bottom of my heart, of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;baby of my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&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/2058300215951356434-2086074909657487723?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2086074909657487723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2086074909657487723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2086074909657487723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2086074909657487723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/stevie-wonder-i-just-called-to-say-i.html' title='Stevie Wonder - I Just Called To Say I Love You'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7132349663024569952</id><published>2007-09-05T21:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:07:42.944Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gotan Project'/><title type='text'>Gotan Project - Diferente</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjInkwJm-5Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjInkwJm-5Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En el mundo habrá un lugar&lt;br /&gt;para cada despertar&lt;br /&gt;un jardín de pan y de poesía&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque puestos a soñar&lt;br /&gt;fácil es imaginar&lt;br /&gt;esta humanidad en harmonía&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vibra mi mente al pensar&lt;br /&gt;en la posibilidad&lt;br /&gt;de encontrar un rumbo diferente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para abrir de par en par&lt;br /&gt;los cuadernos del amor&lt;br /&gt;del gauchaje y de toda la gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué bueno che , qué lindo es&lt;br /&gt;reírnos como hermanos&lt;br /&gt;Porqué esperar para cambiar&lt;br /&gt;de murga y de compás .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7132349663024569952?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7132349663024569952/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7132349663024569952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7132349663024569952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7132349663024569952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/gotan-project-diferente.html' title='Gotan Project - Diferente'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-176389950343448450</id><published>2007-09-04T21:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:07:33.946Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mika'/><title type='text'>Mika - Grace Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzA0nG_PurQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzA0nG_PurQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grace Kelly lyrics by Mika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I attract you?&lt;br /&gt;Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too dirty?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too flirty?&lt;br /&gt;Do I like what you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be wholesome&lt;br /&gt;I could be loathsome&lt;br /&gt;I guess Im a little bit shy&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me without making me try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be like Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad&lt;br /&gt;So I try a little Freddie&lt;br /&gt;Ive gone identity mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it&lt;br /&gt;How can I help it&lt;br /&gt;How can I help what you think?&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Hello my baby&lt;br /&gt;Putting my life on the brink&lt;br /&gt;Why dont yo like me&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Should I bend over?&lt;br /&gt;Should I look older just to be put on the shelf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be like Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;But all her looks were too sad&lt;br /&gt;So I try a little Freddie&lt;br /&gt;Ive gone identity mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you walk out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want to satisfy yourself&lt;br /&gt;But you only want what everybody else says you should want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be brown&lt;br /&gt;I could be blue&lt;br /&gt;I could be violet sky&lt;br /&gt;I could be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;I could be purple&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything you like&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be green&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be mean&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be everything more&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you like me?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you walk out the door! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-176389950343448450?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/176389950343448450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=176389950343448450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/176389950343448450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/176389950343448450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/mika-grace-kelly.html' title='Mika - Grace Kelly'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-3563277474427619828</id><published>2007-09-04T00:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:07:25.472Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fingertips'/><title type='text'>Fingertips - Cause To Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoOl_CSwSwE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoOl_CSwSwE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I’m feeling down&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems ok&lt;br /&gt;I see her eyes and I believe I’ll find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m feeling down&lt;br /&gt;Things don’t go so well&lt;br /&gt;I see her eyes and I forget the tears that fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m alone in the street&lt;br /&gt;And I’m scared and tired&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my whole life I felt desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m far from home&lt;br /&gt;And I just don’t want to be found&lt;br /&gt;I run into your arms and they bring my feet back to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause to love you means so much more [2x]&lt;br /&gt;When I need to cry you make me try&lt;br /&gt;I want to die and ask me why&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I can't fight no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m feeling down&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems ok&lt;br /&gt;I see her eyes and I believe we’ll find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m alone in the street&lt;br /&gt;And I’m scared and tired&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my whole life I felt desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m far from home&lt;br /&gt;And I just don’t want to be found&lt;br /&gt;I run into your arms and they bring my feet back to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause to love you means so much more [2x]&lt;br /&gt;When I need to cry you make me try&lt;br /&gt;I want to die and ask me why&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I can't fight no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted to stop&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted to fail&lt;br /&gt;I saw your eyes and I believed there’s so much more…&lt;br /&gt;so much more… so much more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-3563277474427619828?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3563277474427619828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=3563277474427619828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3563277474427619828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3563277474427619828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/09/fingertips-cause-to-love-you.html' title='Fingertips - Cause To Love You'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-868375960644291449</id><published>2007-08-31T23:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:06:43.707Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outwork feat Mr Gee'/><title type='text'>Outwork feat Mr Gee - Elektro</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0uH0OOvdugk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0uH0OOvdugk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pa da da pom pom pom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat on time&lt;br /&gt;Dancing&lt;br /&gt;Dancing&lt;br /&gt;To the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Elektro is fine&lt;br /&gt;It can&lt;br /&gt;It can&lt;br /&gt;Get you moving&lt;br /&gt;Moving on time&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Is a new style&lt;br /&gt;Jackie and Jane&lt;br /&gt;See them moving&lt;br /&gt;To the bass-line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa da da pom pom pom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat on time&lt;br /&gt;Dancing&lt;br /&gt;Dancing&lt;br /&gt;To the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Elektro is fine&lt;br /&gt;It can&lt;br /&gt;It can&lt;br /&gt;Get you moving&lt;br /&gt;Moving on time&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Is the new style&lt;br /&gt;Jackie and Jane&lt;br /&gt;See them&lt;br /&gt;Moving&lt;br /&gt;To the bass-line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funk it on time&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Make you feel fine&lt;br /&gt;Open your mind&lt;br /&gt;Feel it&lt;br /&gt;Feel it&lt;br /&gt;From the inside&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat on time&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Is the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Michael and James&lt;br /&gt;They can't&lt;br /&gt;They can't&lt;br /&gt;Get no better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out on the floor&lt;br /&gt;See them&lt;br /&gt;Grooving&lt;br /&gt;To the bass-line&lt;br /&gt;Funk it on time&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Is the new style&lt;br /&gt;Funk it on time&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Elektro&lt;br /&gt;Make you feel fine&lt;br /&gt;Open your mind&lt;br /&gt;Feel it&lt;br /&gt;Feel it&lt;br /&gt;From the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa da da pom pom pom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone feel it too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Kiss Feeling...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-4474647955700647012</id><published>2007-08-29T22:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:06:19.373Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Nyman'/><title type='text'>Michael Nyman - The Heart Asks The Pleasure First</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0dPS-EHl-FE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0dPS-EHl-FE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta música penetra no meu silêncio...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz-me voar nos seus acordes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Beijo Melodioso e Silêncioso...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-4474647955700647012?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4474647955700647012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=4474647955700647012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4474647955700647012'/><link rel='self' 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height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6EQAOmJrbw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6EQAOmJrbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They’re gonna clean up your looks&lt;br /&gt;With all the lies in the books&lt;br /&gt;To make a citizen out of you&lt;br /&gt;Because they sleep with a gun&lt;br /&gt;And keep an eye on you son&lt;br /&gt;So they can watch all the things you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the drugs never work&lt;br /&gt;They’re gonna give you a smirk&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause they got methods of keepin' you clean&lt;br /&gt;They’re gonna rip up your heads&lt;br /&gt;Your aspirations to shreds&lt;br /&gt;Another cog in the murder machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say now teenagers scare&lt;br /&gt;The living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less&lt;br /&gt;As long as someone'll bleed&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes&lt;br /&gt;or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they’ll leave you alone, but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys and girls in the clique&lt;br /&gt;The awful names that they stick&lt;br /&gt;You’re never gonna fit in much, kid&lt;br /&gt;But if you’re troubled and hurt&lt;br /&gt;What you've got under your shirt&lt;br /&gt;Will make them pay for the things that they did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say now teenagers scare&lt;br /&gt;The living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less&lt;br /&gt;As long as someone'll bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they’ll leave you alone, but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say now teenagers scare&lt;br /&gt;The living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less&lt;br /&gt;As long as someone'll bleed&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they’ll leave you alone, but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All together now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers scare&lt;br /&gt;The living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less&lt;br /&gt;As long as someone'll bleed&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they’ll leave you alone, but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Teenagers scare&lt;br /&gt;The living shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;They could care less&lt;br /&gt;As long as someone'll bleed&lt;br /&gt;So darken your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Or strike a violent pose&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they’ll leave you alone, but not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel like a teenager too...&lt;br /&gt;Just's wanna dance and party all around!&lt;br /&gt;A Teenager Kiss To All&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-200710023811356642?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/200710023811356642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=200710023811356642&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/200710023811356642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/200710023811356642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-chemical-romance-teenagers.html' title='My Chemical Romance - Teenagers'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-1146314646785045384</id><published>2007-08-26T21:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:06:02.321Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shania Twain'/><title type='text'>Shania Twain - From This Moment On</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NdeLKAfKQNE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NdeLKAfKQNE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Shania Twain/Lange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I do swear that I'll always be there. I'd give anything&lt;br /&gt;and everything and I will always care. Through weaknessand&lt;br /&gt;strength, happiness and sorrow, for better, for worse,&lt;br /&gt;I will love you with every beat of my heart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment life has begun&lt;br /&gt;From this moment you are the one&lt;br /&gt;Right beside you is where I belong&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment I have been blessed&lt;br /&gt;I live only for your happiness&lt;br /&gt;And for your love I'd give my last breath&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my hand to you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to live my life with you, can't wait to start&lt;br /&gt;You and I will never be apart&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;And you're the answer to my prayers from up above&lt;br /&gt;All we need is just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment&lt;br /&gt;I will love you as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment...&lt;br /&gt;I will love you always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Eternal Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-1146314646785045384?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1146314646785045384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=1146314646785045384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/1146314646785045384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/1146314646785045384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/08/shania-twain-from-this-moment-on.html' title='Shania Twain - From This Moment On'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-4875740592851720896</id><published>2007-08-24T21:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:05:54.371Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bryan Ferry'/><title type='text'>Bryan Ferry - Slave To Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oI-8ZbPE6tQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oI-8ZbPE6tQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by N/A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I'll be waiting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the usual place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With the tired and weary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And there's no escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To need a woman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've got to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How the strong get weak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the rich get poor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're running with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't touch the ground&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're restless hearted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not the chained and bound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sky is burning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sea of flame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though your world is changing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The storm is breaking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or so it seems&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're too young to reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too grown up to dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now spring is turning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your face to mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can hear your laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can see your smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No-I can't escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a slave to love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm A Slave to love too...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can someone release me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Silent Kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-4875740592851720896?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4875740592851720896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=4875740592851720896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4875740592851720896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4875740592851720896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/08/bryan-ferry-slave-to-love.html' title='Bryan Ferry - Slave To Love'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7283258346685189357</id><published>2007-08-23T22:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:05:46.424Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Era'/><title type='text'>Era - Don't You Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G78dSMtJ-EM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G78dSMtJ-EM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Eric Levi&lt;br /&gt;– Mum’s sick. She says she can’t get up. My little brother’s getting hungry. I must go to the village to ask for some food. Would you help me?&lt;br /&gt;– Sure, Corney, I’ll help you.&lt;br /&gt;– I’ll always feel good when you with me.&lt;br /&gt;– You’re my friend, Corney.&lt;br /&gt;– Are you always gonna be there when I grow up? Are you?&lt;br /&gt;– Cross my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you forget about me?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you forget about me?&lt;br /&gt;We were soft and young&lt;br /&gt;In a world of innocence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you forget about me?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you forget our dreams?&lt;br /&gt;Now you’ve gone away&lt;br /&gt;Only emptiness remains&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pena esta magnifica música não ter imagem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas compensa o seu significado sentimental...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Beijo Solidário e Silêncioso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7283258346685189357?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7283258346685189357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7283258346685189357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7283258346685189357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7283258346685189357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/08/era-dont-you-forget.html' title='Era - Don&apos;t You Forget'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-374767649534950803</id><published>2007-08-22T22:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:05:35.224Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson - You Are Not Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSwlozB-zyE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSwlozB-zyE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another day has gone, I'm still all alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How could this be? You're not here with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You never said good-bye, someone tell me why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you have to go, and leave my world so cold?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did love slip away?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2-That you are not aloneI am here with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though you're far awayI am here to stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3-You are not alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am here with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are not alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All alone, why, oh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just the other night, I thought I heard you cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asking me to come, and hold you in my arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can hear your prayers, your burdens I will bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But first I need your hand, then forever can begin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(rpt 1, 2, 3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh...whisper three words and I'll come runnin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fly...and girl you know that I'll be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(rpt 2, 3, 2, 3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are not alone, you are not alone...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You just reach for me baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the morning in the evening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're not alone, not alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You and me, not alone, oh, together, together...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alguém já se sentiu completamente só...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meio de uma multidão?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que é verdade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que nunca estamos sós...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Beijo Silêncioso e Sentido&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-374767649534950803?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/374767649534950803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=374767649534950803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/374767649534950803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/374767649534950803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/08/michael-jackson-you-are-not-alone.html' title='Michael Jackson - You Are Not Alone'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-6968385247437091032</id><published>2007-08-19T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T19:35:04.742+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evanescence'/><title type='text'>Evanescence - Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/06d33K1ei6I" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please, please forgive me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I won’t be home again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe someday you’ll have woke up,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, barely conscious, you’ll say to no one:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"isn’t something missing? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You won’t cry for my absence, I know -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You forgot me long ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I that unimportant...? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I so insignificant...? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn’t something missing? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn’t someone missing me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[chorus]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even though I’d be sacrificed,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You won’t try for me, not now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though I’d die to know you love me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m all alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn’t someone missing me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please, please forgive me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I won’t be home again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know what you do to yourself,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shudder deep and cry out:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"isn’t something missing? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn’t someone missing me? "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[chorus]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if I bleed, I’ll bleed,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowing you don’t care.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if I sleep just to dream of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And wake without you there,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn’t something missing? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn’t something...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[chorus] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did someone miss me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss all of my "real"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and "virtual" friends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm back...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Silent Kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&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/2058300215951356434-6968385247437091032?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6968385247437091032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=6968385247437091032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6968385247437091032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6968385247437091032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/08/evanescence-missing.html' title='Evanescence - Missing'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-4966292123552226765</id><published>2007-08-04T14:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:04:42.356Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dulce Pontes'/><title type='text'>Dulce Pontes - Cancão do Mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kP6ofmjFh5Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kP6ofmjFh5Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fui bailar no meu batel&lt;br /&gt;Além do mar cruel&lt;br /&gt;E o mar bramindo&lt;br /&gt;Diz que eu fui roubar&lt;br /&gt;A luz sem par&lt;br /&gt;Do teu olhar tão lindo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem saber se o mar terá razão&lt;br /&gt;Vem cá ver bailar meu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu bailar no meu batel&lt;br /&gt;Não vou ao mar cruel&lt;br /&gt;E nem lhe digo aonde eu fui cantar&lt;br /&gt;Sorrir, bailar, viver, sonhar contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem saber se o mar terá razão&lt;br /&gt;Vem cá ver bailar meu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu bailar no meu batel&lt;br /&gt;Não vou ao mar cruel&lt;br /&gt;E nem lhe digo aonde eu fui cantar&lt;br /&gt;Sorrir, bailar, viver, sonhar contigo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu não fui pró mar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fui de férias meus amiguinhos(as)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retornarei dia 19 de Agosto...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Beijo Silencioso e Saudoso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-4966292123552226765?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4966292123552226765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=4966292123552226765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4966292123552226765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4966292123552226765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/08/dulce-pontes-canco-do-mar.html' title='Dulce Pontes - Cancão do Mar'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7678381361543538060</id><published>2007-08-03T19:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:04:34.299Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gene Kelly'/><title type='text'>Gene Kelly - Singing in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bkEvy-9yVyQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bkEvy-9yVyQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm singing in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just singing in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a glorious feelin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm happy again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm laughing at clouds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So dark up above&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sun's in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm ready for love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the stormy clouds chase&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone from the place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come on with the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've a smile on my face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I walk down the lane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With a happy refrain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just singin',&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singin' in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dancin' in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm happy again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm singin' and dancin' in the rain!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm dancin' and singin' in the rain...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que está calor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E que música melhor para recordar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E refrescar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que esta...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É simplesmente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refrescante...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Beijo Transbordante...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7678381361543538060?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2575341369855740851</id><published>2007-08-02T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:04:26.596Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gregorian Master'/><title type='text'>Gregorian Master - Moment Of Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wpm9XmXPY7Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wpm9XmXPY7Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaah...ahhhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;verse one: (choir)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come now, come by our side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A place where you can hide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are the sunshine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rest your soul here and you'll find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are the energy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We give the world to thee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hold up your heart now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We will ease pain from your brow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus: (sarah brightman)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(mmmmm...mmmmm)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a world without dangers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where destruction is near&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can come with us here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where the people are strangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will rest here with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a moment of peace. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(aaah...ahhhh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a world without dangers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where destruction is near&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can come with us here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where the people are strangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will rest here with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a moment of peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse two: (choir)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light up the dark below&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See through the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reach to the earth's flow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drift in the joy of our hearts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unleash the energy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taste of the wine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink as a soul that knows now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The power divine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus: (sarah brightman)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(mmmmm...mmmmm)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a world without dangers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where destruction is near&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can come with us here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where the people are strangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will rest here with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a moment of peace. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(aaah...ahhhh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a world without dangers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where destruction is near&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can come with us here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where the people are strangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will rest here with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a moment of peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mmmmm...mmmmm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a moment of peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Silent Kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2575341369855740851?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2575341369855740851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2575341369855740851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2575341369855740851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2575341369855740851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/08/gregorian-master-moment-of-peace.html' title='Gregorian Master - Moment Of Peace'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-2382085161202667187</id><published>2007-08-01T23:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:04:14.686Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Buble'/><title type='text'>Michael Buble - Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDQnkYwfNfk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDQnkYwfNfk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another summer day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has come and gone away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Paris and Rome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mmmmmmmm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe surrounded by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A million people I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wanna go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each one a line or two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I’m fine baby, how are you?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another aeroplane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another sunny place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m lucky I know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mmmm, I’ve got to go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m just too far from where you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna come home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s like I just stepped outside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When everything was going right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I know just why you could not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come along with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause this was not your dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you always believed in me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another winter day has come&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And gone away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In even Paris and Rome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I’m surrounded by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A million people I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, let me go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve had my run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, I’m done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gotta go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me go home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will all be all right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ll be home tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m coming back home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-2382085161202667187?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2382085161202667187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=2382085161202667187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2382085161202667187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/2382085161202667187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/08/michael-buble-home.html' title='Michael Buble - Home'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7976804514601296100</id><published>2007-07-31T22:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:04:06.943Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marc Anthony'/><title type='text'>Marc Anthony &amp; Tina Arena - I Want To Spend My Lifetime Loving You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4FFkFtBV88o"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4FFkFtBV88o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moon so bright, night so fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep your heart here with mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's a dream we are dreaming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Race the moon, catch the wind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ride the night to the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seize the day, stand up for the light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If that is all in life I ever do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heroes rise, heroes fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rise again, win it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In your heart, can't you feel the glory?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through our joy, through our pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We can move worlds again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand, dance with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If that is all in life I ever do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will want nothing else to see me through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I can spend my lifetime loving you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though we know we will never come again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where there is love, life begins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over and over again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Save the night, save the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Save the love, come what may&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is worth everything we pay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If that is all in life I ever do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If that is all in life I ever do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will want nothing else to see me through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who doesn't...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Silent Kiss...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-7976804514601296100?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7976804514601296100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7976804514601296100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7976804514601296100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/shC2EI2kl24"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/shC2EI2kl24" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Touch my skin, and tell me what you're thinking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand, and show me where we're going.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lie down next to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look into my eyes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and tell me -- oh tell me what you're seeing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So sit on top of the world, and tell me how you're feeling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you feel is what I feel for you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand, and if I'm lying to you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll always be alone, if I'm lying to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See my eyes, they carry your reflection.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch my lips, and hear the words I'm telling you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give your trust to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and look into my heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and show me -- show me what you're doing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So sit on top of the world, and tell me how you're feeling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you feel is what I feel for you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand, and if I'm lying to you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll always be alone, if I'm lying to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take your time, if I'm lying to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know you'll find that you believe me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You believe me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel the sun on your face,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and tell me what you're thinking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catch the snow on your tongue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and show me how it tastes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand, and if I'm lying to you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll always be alone, if I'm lying to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take your time, and if I'm lying to you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know you'll find that you believe me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You believe me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my hand...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will show you the way...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Touch my skin...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Silent Kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-8595698682195161319?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8595698682195161319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=8595698682195161319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8595698682195161319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/8595698682195161319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/07/dido-take-my-hand.html' title='Dido - Take My Hand'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-1695191876212497365</id><published>2007-07-26T19:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:03:09.208Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royksopp'/><title type='text'>Royksopp - Only This Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ST2BGQWeOgY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ST2BGQWeOgY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics in English&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only this moment (Holds us together) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close to perfection (Nothing is out there) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one to guide us (Lost in the senses) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep down inside I know our love will &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[OK] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only this moment (Holds us together) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; in confusion (Feelings are out there) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scared of the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ocean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (Doubting intentions) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep down inside I know our love will die &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[OK] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay or forever go &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Play or you’ll never know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We haven’t decided &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can’t deny it’s all you’ve been waiting for &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[OK] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay or forever go &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Play or you’ll never know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your spirit’s divided &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will decide if I’m all you’ve been waiting for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got in my head &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have Been part of my twist &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the force of the nature &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Revealing our fates &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And our words don’t make sense and I do understand, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falling in love isn’t part of our plan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forces within me, makes reason with lust &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I try to accept it and not think it works &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I know I might lose you by taking the chance &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But love without pain isn’t really &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;romance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[OK] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only this moment (Holds us together) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close to perfection (Nothing is out there) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always beside us (Ttrusting my senses) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep down inside (I know i will survive) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only this moment (Holds us together) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close to perfection (Nothing else out there) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always beside us (Tusting my senses) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep down inside I know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will survive &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[OK]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tradução para Português&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Um Bocado "duvidosa" mas...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somente este momento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somente este momento ( Nos prende juntos )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perto da perfeição ( Nada está lá fora )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ninguém para nos guiar ( Perdido nos sentidos )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lá no fundo e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u sei que o nosso amor vai morrer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[OK]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somente este momento ( Nos prende juntos )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdido na confusão ( Os sentimentos estão lá fora )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medo do oceano ( Intenções duvidosas )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lá no fundo eu sei que o nosso amor vai morrer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fique ou vá para sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jogue ou você nunca saberá&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nós não nos decidimos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você não pode negar, é tudo que você tem esperado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fique ou vá para sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jogue ou você nunca saberá&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seu espírito está dividido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você irá decidir se eu sou tudo que você tem esperado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apanhado na minha cabeça &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi parte da minha torção &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pela força da natureza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aliviando os nossos destinos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E as nossas palavras não fazem sentido e eu compreendo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apaixonar-se não fazia parte dos nossos planos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As forças dentro de mim, fazem a razão com a perda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas eu tento aceitá-lo e não pensar (se isso) funciona&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque eu sei, eu poderei perder você aceitando a chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas amor sem dor não é realmente romance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[OK]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somente este momento ( Nos prende juntos )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perto da perfeição ( Nada está lá fora )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre ao nosso lado ( Confiando em meus sentidos )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lá no fundo ( Eu sei, eu vou sobreviver )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somente este momento ( Nos prende juntos )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perto da perfeição ( Nada mais lá fora )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre ao nosso lado ( Confiando em meus sentidos )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lá no fundo, Eu sei, Eu vou sobreviver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[OK]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida é feita de Momentos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sejam Bons...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maus...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas são Momentos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivo cada Momento...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saboreio-o...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intensamente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Beijo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Num Momento...&lt;/strong&gt;&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/2058300215951356434-1695191876212497365?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1695191876212497365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=1695191876212497365&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/1695191876212497365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/1695191876212497365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/07/royksopp-only-this-moment.html' title='Royksopp - Only This Moment'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-6096224175241349137</id><published>2007-07-25T21:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:02:57.812Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Oakenfold'/><title type='text'>Paul Oakenfold ft Pharrell Williams - Sex n' Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1voF-5rO8A"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1voF-5rO8A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold, cold, cold but leaving me hot hot hot (cold) (x6)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls in the club want sex 'n' money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls in the club want sex 'n' money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls in the club want sex 'n' money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls in the club want sex 'n' money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold, cold, cold but leaving me hot hot hot (cold)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold, cold, cold but leaving me hot hot hot (cold)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls just want sex and money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls in the club want sex 'n' money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls in the club want sex 'n' money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls just want sex and money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold, cold, cold but leaving me hot hot hot (cold)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold, cold, cold but leaving me hot hot hot (cold)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold, cold, cold but leaving me hot hot hot (cold)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold, cold, cold but leaving me hot hot hot (cold)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls in the club want sex 'n' money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls in the club want sex 'n' money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls just want sex and money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it true...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All girls want...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many things...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not so...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex and Money...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hum....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-6096224175241349137?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6096224175241349137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=6096224175241349137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6096224175241349137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/6096224175241349137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/07/paul-oakenfold-ft-pharrell-williams-sex.html' title='Paul Oakenfold ft Pharrell Williams - Sex n&apos; Money'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-7475686678204354117</id><published>2007-07-24T22:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:16:03.808+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depeche Mode'/><title type='text'>Depeche Mode - Only When I Lose Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEXap2hziT8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEXap2hziT8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's only when I lose myself in someone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I find myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I find myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something beautiful is happening inside for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something sensual, it's full of fire and mystery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel hypnotized, I feel paralized&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have found heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a thousand reasons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why I should not spent my time with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For every reason not to be here I can think of two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep me hanging on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling nothing's wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inside your heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's only when I lose myself in someone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I find myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I find myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can feel the emptiness inside me fade and disappear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a feeling of content that now you are here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel satisfied&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I belong inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your velvet heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did I need to sell my soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For pleasure like this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did I have to lose control&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To treasure your kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did I need to place my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the palm of your hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before I could even start&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's only when I lose myself in someone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I find myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I find myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish I could find myself too...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not easy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To undestand...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lost kiss...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2058300215951356434-7475686678204354117?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7475686678204354117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=7475686678204354117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7475686678204354117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/7475686678204354117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/07/depeche-mode-only-when-i-lose-myself.html' title='Depeche Mode - Only When I Lose Myself'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-3151993740030442998</id><published>2007-07-23T19:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T00:06:20.366Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Birkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serge Gainsbourg'/><title type='text'>Jane Birkin &amp; Serge Gainsbourg - Je T`aime... Moi Non Plus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gHkCuC5RUSs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gHkCuC5RUSs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jane Birkin &amp;amp; Serge Gainsbourg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je T`aime... Moi Non Plus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je t'aime,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je t'aime, oh, oui je t'aime !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moi non plus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, mon amour, comme la vague irrésolu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je vais, je vais et je viens,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre tes reins,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je vais et je viens, entre tes reins, et je me retiens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je t'aime,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je t'aime, oh, oui je t'aime !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moi non plus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh mon amour, tu es la vague, moi l'île nue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu va, tu va et tu viens,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre mes reins, tu vas et tu viens, entre mes reins, et je te rejoins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu va, tu va et tu viens,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre mes reins,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu vas et tu viens, entre mes reins, et je te rejoins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je t'aime,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je t'aime, oh, oui je t'aime !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moi non plus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh mon amour !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L'amour physique est sans issue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je vais, je vais et je viens,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre tes reins,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Je vais et je viens, je me retiens. non ! maintenant viens !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adoro esta canção...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz-me divagar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelos caminhos da paixão...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Beijo Apaixonado...&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/2058300215951356434-3151993740030442998?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3151993740030442998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=3151993740030442998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3151993740030442998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/3151993740030442998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/07/jane-birkin-serge-gainsbourg-je-taime.html' title='Jane Birkin &amp; Serge Gainsbourg - Je T`aime... Moi Non Plus'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-4728903624263637057</id><published>2007-07-22T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:01:44.283Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adriana Mezzadri'/><title type='text'>Adriana Mezzadri - Marcas de Ayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/39tzs3lNjlM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/39tzs3lNjlM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adriana Mezzadri - Marcas de Ayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siento que te conozco hace tiempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De otro milenio, de otro cielo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dime si me recuerdas aún&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sólo con tocar tus manos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puedo revelarte mi alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dime si reconoces mi voz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siento que me desnudas la mente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuando me besas en la frente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dime si trago marcas de ayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sólo con tocar tus manos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puedo revelarte mi alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dime si reconoces mi voz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siento que te conozco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siento que me recuerdas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dime si reconoces mi voz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-4728903624263637057?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4728903624263637057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=4728903624263637057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4728903624263637057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/4728903624263637057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/07/adriana-mezzadri-marcas-de-ayer.html' title='Adriana Mezzadri - Marcas de Ayer'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-1051465956822410465</id><published>2007-07-21T02:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:01:32.085Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coldplay'/><title type='text'>Coldplay - Fix You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBEYyHGbwto"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBEYyHGbwto" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you try your best, but you don't succeed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuck in reverse?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Could it be worst?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lights will guide you home,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And ignite your bones,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will try to fix you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High up above or down below&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're too in love to let it go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is broken...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And my soul is tired...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing can seem to fix it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will always try...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To fix...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Broken Kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2058300215951356434-1051465956822410465?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1051465956822410465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2058300215951356434&amp;postID=1051465956822410465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/1051465956822410465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2058300215951356434/posts/default/1051465956822410465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com/2007/07/coldplay-fix-you.html' title='Coldplay - Fix You'/><author><name>Som Do Silêncio ©</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-4739441207674445043</id><published>2007-07-19T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:01:00.389Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dido'/><title type='text'>Dido - Honestly Ok</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdCpfcVp4hA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdCpfcVp4hA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dido - Honestly Ok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safe in my own skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep in my own world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But im so lonely i dont even want to be with myself any more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a different day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i was safe in my own skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then i would feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost and so frightened&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But this is today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i'm lost in my own skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i'm so lonely i dont even want to be with myself any more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohhhhi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohhhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i'm so lonely i dont even want to be with myself any more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohhhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(i feel) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i'm so lonely i dont even want to be with myself any more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohhhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safe in my own skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E quem não quer ser...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Want...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You Want?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Silent Kiss...&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/2058300215951356434-4739441207674445043?l=sonssemsilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kNAtWUoCSPU/RofE_7LMmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/f78FDYZ6Ovc/s400/Som+do+Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2058300215951356434.post-9100567267948876260</id><published>2007-07-18T22:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:00:04.785Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedro Khima'/><title type='text'>Pedro Khima - Esfera</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/huN7vpydWUQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/huN7vpydWUQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por sinal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa esfera que me tentavas em me olhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nada mais era do que um som que me levava a tentar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fugir de ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sair de ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma vez mais &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem saber por quê desisti p'ra te dizer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nada mais, quero mais &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se não for assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esconde esse sorriso que me faz querer matar por mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais mais, quero mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais mais &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por isso esconde esse sorriso que me faz querer matar por mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só assim dá para mim conseguir que não tou a mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me deixes ir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me libertes de ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que não me faças sentir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu não quero cair, não me posso entregar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que me percebas que não podes julgar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu quero tentar poder acreditar que o aperto cá dentro um dia vai acabar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O monstro em mim não irá socumbir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não desvalece por não conseguir que olhes p'ra mim que me fazes existir &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então esconde 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