<?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-7665057</id><updated>2011-06-08T07:11:04.411+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MP3za   </title><subtitle type='html'>"A música é capaz de reproduzir na sua forma real, a dor que dilacera a alma e o sorriso que inebria." (Beethoven)
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>895</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-6849240812400442343</id><published>2008-01-25T18:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:58:04.401Z</updated><title type='text'>I wanna thank ya</title><content type='html'>oh love.. &lt;br /&gt;just don't know what it is you do to me &lt;br /&gt;somebody upstairs ought to complain &lt;br /&gt;got me feeling free &lt;br /&gt;I aint diggin' nobody but you &lt;br /&gt;can't take a chance on nobody new &lt;br /&gt;said i'm feelin' everything you do &lt;br /&gt;your love is Gangsta' &lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me baby &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me darlin' &lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;br /&gt;don't y'know i love ya baby &lt;br /&gt;y'know i really love ya darlin' &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me baby &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me darlin' &lt;br /&gt;don't y'know i love ya baby &lt;br /&gt;y'know i really love ya darlin' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know your my destiny &lt;br /&gt;and i love this chemistry &lt;br /&gt;it keeps on pulling me &lt;br /&gt;making me see your the one god has sent for me &lt;br /&gt;I can't explain how your makin' me feel &lt;br /&gt;throw up my hands coz this feeling is real &lt;br /&gt;move em around coz your puttin' it down &lt;br /&gt;your love is Gangsta' &lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me baby &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me darlin' &lt;br /&gt;(It's the things you do) &lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;br /&gt;don't y'know i love ya baby &lt;br /&gt;y'know i really love ya darlin' &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me baby &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me darlin' &lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;br /&gt;don't y'know i love ya baby &lt;br /&gt;y'know i really love ya darlin' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You-give-me-a-natural-high &lt;br /&gt;It-feels-so-good-I'm-On-Cloud-9 &lt;br /&gt;did you get sent down from heaven &lt;br /&gt;oh..coz it's real and it's pleasure &lt;br /&gt;you can try .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me baby &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me darlin' &lt;br /&gt;(love it when you) &lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;br /&gt;don't y'know i love ya baby &lt;br /&gt;(do the things you do) &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me baby &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me darlin' &lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;br /&gt;don't y'know i love ya baby &lt;br /&gt;y'know i really love ya darlin' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Come into my life &lt;br /&gt;boy i adore you &lt;br /&gt;(I need ya i need ya) &lt;br /&gt;Come into my life &lt;br /&gt;boy i adore you &lt;br /&gt;(Let's do it let's do it) &lt;br /&gt;Come into my life &lt;br /&gt;boy i adore you &lt;br /&gt;(Yeah) &lt;br /&gt;(C'mon c'mon) &lt;br /&gt;Come into my life &lt;br /&gt;boy i adore you &lt;br /&gt;(I gotta do it, do it, I gotta do it) &lt;br /&gt;Come into my life &lt;br /&gt;boy i adore you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me baby &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me darlin' &lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;br /&gt;don't y'know i love ya baby &lt;br /&gt;(Come into my life) &lt;br /&gt;y'know i really love ya darlin' &lt;br /&gt;(Yeah yeah) &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me baby &lt;br /&gt;(I gotta do it) &lt;br /&gt;Love the way you love me darlin' &lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;br /&gt;don't y'know i love ya baby &lt;br /&gt;(I gotta do it) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angie Stone feat. Snoop Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Single"&lt;em&gt;I wanna thank ya &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://qed.acid42.bluechronicles.net/releases/remixes/angie_stone--i_wanna_thank_ya(acid42mix2).mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.artistdirect.com/Images/Sources/AMGCOVERS/music/cover200/drg800/g852/g85285wywsi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-6849240812400442343?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6849240812400442343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=6849240812400442343' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/6849240812400442343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/6849240812400442343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wanna-thank-ya.html' title='I wanna thank ya'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-6701457475404980565</id><published>2008-01-18T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-18T14:11:44.773Z</updated><title type='text'>Only this moment</title><content type='html'>Only this moment (Holds us together)&lt;br /&gt;Close to perfection (Nothing is out there)&lt;br /&gt;No one to guide us (Lost in the senses)&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside I know our love will die&lt;br /&gt;[OK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only this moment (Holds us together)&lt;br /&gt;Lost in confusion (Feelings are out there)&lt;br /&gt;Scared of the ocean (Doubting intentions)&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside I know our love will die&lt;br /&gt;[OK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay or forever go&lt;br /&gt;Play or you?ll never know&lt;br /&gt;We haven?t decided&lt;br /&gt;You can?t deny it?s all you?ve been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;[OK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay or forever go&lt;br /&gt;Play or you?ll never know&lt;br /&gt;Your spirit?s divided&lt;br /&gt;You will decide if I?m all you?ve been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in my head&lt;br /&gt;Have Been part of my twist&lt;br /&gt;By the force of the nature&lt;br /&gt;Revealing our fates&lt;br /&gt;And our words don?t make sense and I do understand,&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love isn?t part of our plan&lt;br /&gt;Forces within me, makes reason with lust&lt;br /&gt;But I try to accept it and not think it works&lt;br /&gt;Because I know I might lose you by taking the chance&lt;br /&gt;But love without pain isn?t really romance&lt;br /&gt;[OK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only this moment (Holds us together)&lt;br /&gt;Close to perfection (Nothing is out there)&lt;br /&gt;Always beside us (Ttrusting my senses)&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside (I know i will survive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only this moment (Holds us together)&lt;br /&gt;Close to perfection (Nothing else out there)&lt;br /&gt;Always beside us (Tusting my senses)&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside I know I will survive&lt;br /&gt;[OK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Röyksopp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Single"&lt;em&gt;Only this moment &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.maysky.ru/mp3/Royksopp%20-%20Only%20This%20Moment.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51M3WK8EARL._AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-6701457475404980565?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6701457475404980565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=6701457475404980565' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/6701457475404980565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/6701457475404980565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2008/01/only-this-moment.html' title='Only this moment'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-5025512266077141315</id><published>2007-07-11T18:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:39:20.511+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When the sun goes down</title><content type='html'>I said who's that girl there?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;So that she had to roam the streets&lt;br /&gt;She dun't do major credit cards&lt;br /&gt;I doubt she does receipts&lt;br /&gt;It's all not quite legitimate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a scummy man&lt;br /&gt;Just give him half a chance&lt;br /&gt;I bet he'll rob you if he can&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in his eyes, yeah&lt;br /&gt;That he's got a driving ban&lt;br /&gt;Amongst some other offences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen him with girls of the night&lt;br /&gt;And he told Roxanne to put on her red light&lt;br /&gt;They're all infected but he'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's a scumbag, don't you know&lt;br /&gt;I said he's a scumbag, don't you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you're trying not to listen&lt;br /&gt;Avert your eyes and starin' at the ground&lt;br /&gt;She makes a subtle proposition&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry love I'll have to turn you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh he must be up to summat&lt;br /&gt;Want half a chance to show he's more than likely&lt;br /&gt;I've got a feeling in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;I start to wonder what his story might be&lt;br /&gt;What his story might be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, cos they said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;Yeh they said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;And they said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;Around here&lt;br /&gt;Around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look here comes a Ford Mondeo&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he Mister Inconspicuous&lt;br /&gt;And he dun't have to say 'owt&lt;br /&gt;She's in a stance ready to get picked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet she's delighted when she sees him&lt;br /&gt;Pulling in and giving her the eye&lt;br /&gt;Because she must be fucking freezing&lt;br /&gt;Scantily clad beneath the clear night sky&lt;br /&gt;It don't stop in the winter, no and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;Yeh they said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;And they said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;Around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;Over the river, going out to town&lt;br /&gt;And they said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;Around here&lt;br /&gt;Around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a scummy man&lt;br /&gt;Just give him half a chance&lt;br /&gt;I bet he'll rob you if he can&lt;br /&gt;Can see it in his eyes that he's got a nasty plan&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not involved at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arctic Monkeys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thecrutch.net/mp3/arcticmonkeys-whenthesungoesdown.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rattler.nl/images/cd%20covers/arctic_monkeys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-5025512266077141315?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5025512266077141315/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=5025512266077141315' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/5025512266077141315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/5025512266077141315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-sun-goes-down.html' title='When the sun goes down'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-6757652949727296039</id><published>2007-06-19T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T17:20:46.995+01:00</updated><title type='text'>L.S.F.</title><content type='html'>I'm on it, get on it&lt;br /&gt;The troops are on fire!&lt;br /&gt;You know I need it, much closer&lt;br /&gt;I'm treading just a little more&lt;br /&gt;Step on it, electronic&lt;br /&gt;The troops are on fire!&lt;br /&gt;I'm much deeper, a sleeper&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the final trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on it, get on it&lt;br /&gt;I'm carving thru a letter bomb&lt;br /&gt;I need it, like potions&lt;br /&gt;These drugs are just an hour away&lt;br /&gt;Come on it, electronic&lt;br /&gt;A polyphonic prostitute, the motor's on fire&lt;br /&gt;Messiah for the animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, oh come on! &lt;br /&gt;We got our backs to the wall!&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;Get on! &lt;br /&gt;And watch out!&lt;br /&gt;Sayin', "You're gonna kill us all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m on it, get on it&lt;br /&gt;The troops are on fire!&lt;br /&gt;You know i need it, much closer&lt;br /&gt;I’m treading just a little more&lt;br /&gt;Step on it, electronic&lt;br /&gt;The troops are on fire! I’m much deeper, a sleeper&lt;br /&gt;Messiah for the animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, oh come on&lt;br /&gt;Say, we got our backs to the wall&lt;br /&gt;Get on, and watch out&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Before you kill us all&lt;br /&gt;Ah, oh come on &lt;br /&gt;Say we got our backs to the wall &lt;br /&gt;Get on, and watch out &lt;br /&gt;Ah, before you kill us all&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kasabian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Kasabian&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://milyhisna.europe2blog.fr/milyhisna/files/kasabian_lsf_lost_souls_forever.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://musique-deluxe.com/assets/images/KASABIAN_-_Kasabian__white_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-6757652949727296039?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6757652949727296039/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=6757652949727296039' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/6757652949727296039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/6757652949727296039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/06/lsf.html' title='L.S.F.'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-2686431939073146182</id><published>2007-04-04T14:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T14:39:15.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Time marches on never ending, &lt;br /&gt;time keeps its own time,&lt;br /&gt;Here we stand at beginning, &lt;br /&gt;and then goes passing us by,&lt;br /&gt;And I, I, I can dream for us all, &lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm in a better state,&lt;br /&gt;When here and now crumbles and falls &lt;br /&gt;and you, you , you who make worlds collide&lt;br /&gt;I knew you'd come knocking one day,&lt;br /&gt;unannounced like a thief in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go from here, &lt;br /&gt;time ain't nothing but time, &lt;br /&gt;I now have no fear of my fears&lt;br /&gt;And no more tears to cry, &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow means nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;If we don't hear the line,&lt;br /&gt;when today places its call, and morning, morning, morning&lt;br /&gt;Won't ever be the same, &lt;br /&gt;now I won't make the same mistakes, time and time again (5x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how do you do&lt;br /&gt;Finally I meet you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what I've been through,&lt;br /&gt;waiting and wondering about you&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream my trip would end at you, &lt;br /&gt;and now I know paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kings Of Tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Everything I Am&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.musicafotopoesia.com/mp3midi/mp3/Kings%20of%20Tomorrow%20-%20Finally.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://perfectbeat.com/web_store/Html/Images/CDs/9328082001960.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-2686431939073146182?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2686431939073146182/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=2686431939073146182' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/2686431939073146182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/2686431939073146182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-4452230531024208150</id><published>2007-03-26T00:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:53:28.404+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><content type='html'>I can hear my heart breaking &lt;br /&gt;As I open the door &lt;br /&gt;I can feel the tears &lt;br /&gt;On my face burn like fire &lt;br /&gt;As I look in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;And I know &lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I hate &lt;br /&gt;Everything you do &lt;br /&gt;Everything I fear &lt;br /&gt;Everything on you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my life ending &lt;br /&gt;As a whisper goodbye &lt;br /&gt;And I know &lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I hate &lt;br /&gt;Everything you do &lt;br /&gt;Everything I fear &lt;br /&gt;Everything on you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe I still need you &lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe I still want you &lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe life means &lt;br /&gt;Nothing without you &lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm still in love with… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I hate &lt;br /&gt;Everything you do &lt;br /&gt;Everything I fear &lt;br /&gt;Everything on you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in love with… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anna Vissi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Everything I Am&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.oneurope.biz/06_songs/oegreece.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00004U07Y.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-4452230531024208150?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4452230531024208150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=4452230531024208150' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/4452230531024208150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/4452230531024208150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/03/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-4604630569518156676</id><published>2007-03-26T00:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:28:41.421+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Wonderful World</title><content type='html'>I see trees of green, red roses too&lt;br /&gt;I see them bloom for me and you&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see skies of blue and clouds of white&lt;br /&gt;The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Are also on the faces of people going by&lt;br /&gt;I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do&lt;br /&gt;They're really saying I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear babies crying, I watch them grow&lt;br /&gt;They'll learn much more than I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Louis Armstrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;What a Wonderful World&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.eflclub.com/2songs/wonderfulworld/wonderfulworld.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000003N4G.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-4604630569518156676?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4604630569518156676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=4604630569518156676' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/4604630569518156676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/4604630569518156676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-wonderful-world.html' title='What A Wonderful World'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-4850654452233047302</id><published>2007-03-01T20:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:59:05.305Z</updated><title type='text'>One Last Cry</title><content type='html'>My shattered dreams and broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Are mending on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;I saw you holding hands, standing close to someone else&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit all alone wishing all my feeling was gone&lt;br /&gt;I gave my best to you, nothing for me to do&lt;br /&gt;But have one last cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last cry, before I leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta put you outta my mind this time&lt;br /&gt;Stop living a lie&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm down to my last cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was here, you were there&lt;br /&gt;Guess we never could agree&lt;br /&gt;While the sun shines on you&lt;br /&gt;I need some love to rain on me&lt;br /&gt;Still I sit all alone, wishing all my feeling was gone&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get over you, nothing for me to do&lt;br /&gt;But have one last cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last cry, before I leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta put you outta my mind this time&lt;br /&gt;Stop living a lie&lt;br /&gt;I know I gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;Cause round me life goes on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;And on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna dry my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Right after I had my&lt;br /&gt;One last cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last cry, before I leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;Ive gotta put you outta my mind for the very last time&lt;br /&gt;Been living a lie&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm down&lt;br /&gt;To my last cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brian McKnight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Back at One &amp; More&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://gwaps.org/Music/BrianMcknight_OneLastCry.mp3.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec2.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00004TZ2F.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-4850654452233047302?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4850654452233047302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=4850654452233047302' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/4850654452233047302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/4850654452233047302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-last-cry.html' title='One Last Cry'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-3481623155968214796</id><published>2007-03-01T20:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:38:27.192Z</updated><title type='text'>Blanket</title><content type='html'>Music is my sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;Music is my blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionless the city lies&lt;br /&gt;Cruel it is, it clouds my eyes&lt;br /&gt;The dull the dark shades on my day&lt;br /&gt;I live inside this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locked up inside my metal cage&lt;br /&gt;Always tense and filled with rage&lt;br /&gt;Above the concrete fields below&lt;br /&gt;With you i wanna go, wanna go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is my sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;Music is my blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see only what i wanna see&lt;br /&gt;I'll be only what i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;My blanket covers me, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, check it&lt;br /&gt;Now as a yout man I was body poppin breakin on the lino&lt;br /&gt;Traded in my lino for a pad and a biro&lt;br /&gt;Used to stand in line just so as I could sign my giro&lt;br /&gt;But now my ends meet in the best way that I know&lt;br /&gt;(Hat, snare, kick) and the beats that go boom&lt;br /&gt;See the music I consume to escape the doom and gloom&lt;br /&gt;All the beats and melodies keep realities at bay&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when the records done and starts to fade away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone within myself again&lt;br /&gt;I try to veil away my pain&lt;br /&gt;The dirty grey surrounding me 'round&lt;br /&gt;And now I hear no sound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel like Melle Mel from way back in the days&lt;br /&gt;As i wonder how i keep from going under&lt;br /&gt;I got trouble on my mind like my name is chuck d&lt;br /&gt;And like marvin gaye it makes me wanna holler&lt;br /&gt;When the music hits me I feel no pain&lt;br /&gt;That's why i gotta put you on again and again&lt;br /&gt;I take the needle off the technics and put it in my vein&lt;br /&gt;All my troubles get crushed as the rush hits my brain&lt;br /&gt;And away goes trouble down the drain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see only what I wanna see&lt;br /&gt;I be only who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;My blanket covers me&lt;br /&gt;Music is my sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;Music is my blanket&lt;br /&gt;I see only what I wanna see&lt;br /&gt;I be only who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;My blanket covers me&lt;br /&gt;Music is my sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;Music is my blanket&lt;br /&gt;You are my living world&lt;br /&gt;You are my living world&lt;br /&gt;You are you are you are my&lt;br /&gt;My only living world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Urban Species feat. Imogen Heap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Blanket&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.idi.ntnu.no/~reidulf/hfmv202/prosjekt/gabrielle-blanket.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec2.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00000JALV.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-3481623155968214796?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3481623155968214796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=3481623155968214796' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/3481623155968214796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/3481623155968214796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/03/blanket.html' title='Blanket'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-3366990028729985274</id><published>2007-02-22T01:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:32:56.926Z</updated><title type='text'>Keep your worries</title><content type='html'>Ooooooh-ooooooh (uh mm)&lt;br /&gt;(mmm) Ooooooh-ooooooh (uh mm, keep your)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, my brother Guru&lt;br /&gt;and Angie Stone (ooooooh-oooooh)&lt;br /&gt;and DJ Scratch (yeah mm mmm)&lt;br /&gt;Uhh Guru, and Angie Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your feet, out my shoes&lt;br /&gt;A nigga like me done paid my dues&lt;br /&gt;Keep my comb, out your hair&lt;br /&gt;Unless you bout ready to take it there&lt;br /&gt;Keep my name, out your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Until you got somethin worth talkin bout&lt;br /&gt;Keep your hands, to yourself&lt;br /&gt;Cause I belong to someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the, G-U-R-U, once again settin it off&lt;br /&gt;Lettin it off my chest plus, bettin it all&lt;br /&gt;Record sales, awards, accolades I'm, gettin it all&lt;br /&gt;Mad chips, right above my grip I'm, lettin 'em fall&lt;br /&gt;Who said the G-O-D wasn't comin to do his thing&lt;br /&gt;Who said the industry, wasn't gonna bow to this king?&lt;br /&gt;I paid dues stayed true so I, made it through&lt;br /&gt;If you handle your B-I fly guy you can make it too&lt;br /&gt;Your potential is infinite, be wise visualize witness it&lt;br /&gt;Why waste your time focusin your mind on limp shit?&lt;br /&gt;Angie understands me, and Scratch got my back&lt;br /&gt;So keep away from the fire, burnin desire, yo we got that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been a,&lt;br /&gt;stranger to struggle gotta maintain my hustle&lt;br /&gt;Used to let the anger bubble&lt;br /&gt;These streets can bring mad danger and trouble&lt;br /&gt;And I can do bad all by myself&lt;br /&gt;Do me a favor - don't be concerned about my wealth&lt;br /&gt;If you're one of my peeps, you're gonna know that&lt;br /&gt;But if I ain't feelin you player, huh&lt;br /&gt;My face is gonna show that&lt;br /&gt;So keep your eyes off my pockets&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprised if I cocked it&lt;br /&gt;Can't outslick a can of oil, you never spoil my profits&lt;br /&gt;See how I'm flippin this here?&lt;br /&gt;Things are different this year&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no time to listen to niggaz&lt;br /&gt;that be trippin this year&lt;br /&gt;Cause and effect, I always get, applause and respect&lt;br /&gt;When I rhyme, universal laws, truth and righteousness connect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the knowledge that I'm kickin's for you&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothin that another can do&lt;br /&gt;Try to stop me but I make it through&lt;br /&gt;Recruitin angels as a warrior I'm true&lt;br /&gt;People need people, it's true&lt;br /&gt;True pride will sustain&lt;br /&gt;In order to do what I do I can let you live&lt;br /&gt;with me inside my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tellin you, that there's war out here&lt;br /&gt;And I've been tellin you, that there's more out here&lt;br /&gt;So stop limitin your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Stop reconstructin your plots&lt;br /&gt;It's more than luck it's an art&lt;br /&gt;No more, duckin from NARC's&lt;br /&gt;Haters stay at a distance, haters keep away from my fam&lt;br /&gt;Haters stay in my business, haters still playin this jam&lt;br /&gt;Mad Wisdoms, reflect the light of this man&lt;br /&gt;Some jealous rappers, tried to pick a fight with this man&lt;br /&gt;But despite all the nonsense, and false pretense I bomb this&lt;br /&gt;Peace to those I get along with, my real nigga I'm strong with&lt;br /&gt;And never get me twisted with no wack shit&lt;br /&gt;And all that foolishness you was kickin, heh&lt;br /&gt;I know you wanna take it back kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. Guru.. check it&lt;br /&gt;DJ.. Scratch and Angie&lt;br /&gt;Uhh..&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhh, ooooh yeahhh yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guru Featuring Angie Stone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Jazzmatazz Streetsoul (Vol. 3)&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://zetigrek.dl.interia.pl/Guru%20&amp;%20Jazzmatazz%20III%20-%20Keep%20Your%20Worries.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/f/f5/GuruJazzmatazz3.jpg/200px-GuruJazzmatazz3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-3366990028729985274?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3366990028729985274/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=3366990028729985274' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/3366990028729985274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/3366990028729985274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/keep-your-worries.html' title='Keep your worries'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-6105457603715781007</id><published>2007-02-19T16:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-19T16:34:39.836Z</updated><title type='text'>Lebanese Blonde</title><content type='html'>Too low to find my way &lt;br /&gt;Too high to wonder why&lt;br /&gt;I've touched this place before&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in another time&lt;br /&gt;Now I can hear the sun&lt;br /&gt;The clouds drifting through the blinds&lt;br /&gt;A half a million thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Are flowing through my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A satellite recalled your voice&lt;br /&gt;Sent me round the world again&lt;br /&gt;All the night you've dreamt away&lt;br /&gt;Sent me round my heart again&lt;br /&gt;One touch upon my lips&lt;br /&gt;And all my thoughts are clear&lt;br /&gt;I feel your smoky mist&lt;br /&gt;Up to the stratosfear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notify my way&lt;br /&gt;To hide a wonder why&lt;br /&gt;I've touched this place before,&lt;br /&gt;So we're in another time&lt;br /&gt;Now I can hear the sound&lt;br /&gt;The clouds drifting through the blidge&lt;br /&gt;A half a million thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Are flowing through my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notify my way&lt;br /&gt;To hide a wonder why&lt;br /&gt;I've touched this place before,&lt;br /&gt;So we're in another time&lt;br /&gt;Now I can hear the sound&lt;br /&gt;The clouds drifting through the blidge&lt;br /&gt;A half a million thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Are flowing through my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thievery Corporation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album"&lt;em&gt;The Mirror Conspiracy &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://nandosilva6.no.sapo.pt/Thievery%20corporation%20-Lebanese%20Blonde.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://homegrownmusic.net/images/tcorp4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-6105457603715781007?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6105457603715781007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=6105457603715781007' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/6105457603715781007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/6105457603715781007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/lebanese-blonde.html' title='Lebanese Blonde'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-259407497207558932</id><published>2007-02-19T00:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-19T00:54:22.021Z</updated><title type='text'>Join Me</title><content type='html'>Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so young&lt;br /&gt;Our lives have just begun&lt;br /&gt;But already were considering&lt;br /&gt;Escape from this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And weve waited for so long&lt;br /&gt;For this moment to come&lt;br /&gt;Was so anxious to be together&lt;br /&gt;Together in death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont you die tonight for love&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;Wont you die&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;Wont you die tonight for love&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is a cruel place&lt;br /&gt;And were here only to lose&lt;br /&gt;So before live tears us apart let&lt;br /&gt;Death bless me with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont you die tonight for love&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;Wont you die&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;Wont you die tonight for love&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This live aint worth living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont you die tonight for love&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;Wont you die&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;Wont you die tonight for love&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby join me in death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H.I.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album"&lt;em&gt;Razorblade Romance &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dennisinhawaii.com/song/H.I.M._-_Join_Me.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.com.com/mp3/images/cover/200/drf900/f921/f92188m6var.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-259407497207558932?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/259407497207558932/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=259407497207558932' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/259407497207558932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/259407497207558932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/join-me.html' title='Join Me'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-9163420992892009727</id><published>2007-02-17T16:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-17T17:03:36.013Z</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>I hurt myself today&lt;br /&gt;to see if I still feel&lt;br /&gt;I focus on the pain&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's real&lt;br /&gt;the needle tears a hole&lt;br /&gt;the old familiar sting&lt;br /&gt;try to kill it all away&lt;br /&gt;but I remember everything&lt;br /&gt;what have I become?&lt;br /&gt;my sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;everyone I know&lt;br /&gt;goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;and you could have it all&lt;br /&gt;my empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear this crown of thorns&lt;br /&gt;upon my liar's chair&lt;br /&gt;full of broken thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I cannot repair&lt;br /&gt;beneath the stains of time&lt;br /&gt;the feelings disappear&lt;br /&gt;you are someone else&lt;br /&gt;I am still right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have I become?&lt;br /&gt;my sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;everyone I know&lt;br /&gt;goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;and you could have it all&lt;br /&gt;my empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I could start again&lt;br /&gt;a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;I would keep myself&lt;br /&gt;I would find a way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Johnny Cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album"&lt;em&gt; American IV: The Man Comes Around &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rpgame.free.fr/zik/Johny%20Cash%20-%20Hurt.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zoomrang.com/cashalb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-9163420992892009727?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/9163420992892009727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=9163420992892009727' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/9163420992892009727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/9163420992892009727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-8803304344314004165</id><published>2007-02-16T13:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T13:12:58.738Z</updated><title type='text'>Confessions Part II</title><content type='html'>Watch this&lt;br /&gt;These are my confessions&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I said all I can say&lt;br /&gt;My chick on the side said she got one on the way&lt;br /&gt;These are my confessions&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm thrown and I dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I guess I gotta keep part 2 of my &lt;br /&gt;Confessions&lt;br /&gt;If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all&lt;br /&gt;Damn near cried when I got that phone call&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thrown and I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;But to keep part 2 of my confessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this gon' be the hardest thing I think I ever had to do&lt;br /&gt;Got me talkin' to myself askin' how I'm gon' tell you&lt;br /&gt;'bout that chick on part 1 I told ya'll I was creepin' with, creepin' with&lt;br /&gt;Say she 3 months pregnant and she's keepin' it&lt;br /&gt;First thing that came to mind was you&lt;br /&gt;Second thing was how do I know if it's mine and is it true&lt;br /&gt;Third thing was me wishin' that I never did what I did&lt;br /&gt;How I ain't ready for no kid and bye bye to our relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my confessions&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I said all I can say&lt;br /&gt;My chick on the side said she got one on the way&lt;br /&gt;These are my confessions&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm thrown and I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I guess I gotta keep part 2 of my confessions&lt;br /&gt;If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all&lt;br /&gt;Damn near cried when I got that phone call&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thrown and I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;But to keep on doin my confessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here stuck on stupid, trying to figure out&lt;br /&gt;When, what, and how I'mma let this come out of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;See it ain't gon' be easy&lt;br /&gt;But I need to stop thinkin', contemplatin'&lt;br /&gt;Be a man and go ahead and get it over with (over with)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ridin' in my whip&lt;br /&gt;Racin' to her place&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' to myself&lt;br /&gt;Preparin' to tell her to her face&lt;br /&gt;She opened up the door and didn't wanna come near me&lt;br /&gt;I said one second baby&lt;br /&gt;Please hear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my confessions&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I said all I can say&lt;br /&gt;My chick on the side said she got one on the way&lt;br /&gt;These are my confessions&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm thrown and I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I guess I gotta give ya part 2 of my &lt;br /&gt;Confessions&lt;br /&gt;If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all&lt;br /&gt;Damn near cried when I got that phone call&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thrown and I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;But to keep part 2 of my confessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This by far is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do&lt;br /&gt;To tell you, the woman I love&lt;br /&gt;That I'm having a baby by a woman that I barely even know&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can accept the fact that I'm man enough to tell you this&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully you'll give me another chance&lt;br /&gt;This ain't about my career&lt;br /&gt;This ain't about my life&lt;br /&gt;It's about us&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my confessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I gotta keep part 2 of my&lt;br /&gt;Confessions&lt;br /&gt;If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all&lt;br /&gt;Damn near cried when I got that phone call&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thrown and I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;But to keep part 2 of my confessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Usher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;Confessions &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://ambush510.podomatic.com/enclosure/2005-12-21T12_01_53-08_00.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/f/f6/Usher-Confessions.jpg/200px-Usher-Confessions.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-8803304344314004165?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8803304344314004165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=8803304344314004165' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/8803304344314004165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/8803304344314004165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/confessions-part-ii.html' title='Confessions Part II'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-4974364832944076159</id><published>2007-02-10T13:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:43:06.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>where are we?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;the dust has only just begun to fall&lt;br /&gt;crop circles in the carpet&lt;br /&gt;sinking, feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spin me round again&lt;br /&gt;and rub my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;this can't be happening&lt;br /&gt;when busy streets a mess with people&lt;br /&gt;would stop to hold their heads heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;trains and sewing machines&lt;br /&gt;all those years&lt;br /&gt;they were here first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oily marks appear on walls&lt;br /&gt;where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,&lt;br /&gt;the sweeping insensitivity of this still life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;trains and sewing machines (you won't catch me around here)&lt;br /&gt;blood and tears&lt;br /&gt;they were here first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm what do you say,&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm that you only meant well?&lt;br /&gt;well of course you did&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm what do you say,&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm that's all for the best?&lt;br /&gt;ah of course it is&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm that it's just what we need&lt;br /&gt;you decided this&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm what did she say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ransom notes keep falling out your mouth&lt;br /&gt;mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs&lt;br /&gt;speak no feeling&lt;br /&gt;no I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit, &lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br /&gt;ransom notes keep falling out your mouth&lt;br /&gt;midsweet talk, newspaper word cut outs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br /&gt;speak no feeling&lt;br /&gt;no, I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit,&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br /&gt;oh no, you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;oh no, you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br /&gt;oh no, you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Imogen Heap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;Speak for Yourself &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://jack.circusitch.org/lagu/05-imogen_heap-hide_and_seek.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec2.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000B7BZM4.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-4974364832944076159?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4974364832944076159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=4974364832944076159' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/4974364832944076159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/4974364832944076159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-3594801908513529078</id><published>2007-02-01T00:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:43:06.216Z</updated><title type='text'>Retrospect for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este Blog e os seus autores são pelo Não ao aborto e pelo SIM à vida... e com este pensamento vos deixo, com esta musica para ouvirem bem, para lerem... para pensarem.&lt;br /&gt;Abraço grande a todos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo we gotta start respectin life more y'all&lt;br /&gt;You look at your brother man you gotta see yourself&lt;br /&gt;Gotta see the God within him&lt;br /&gt;Brothers gettin changed real quick over nothin&lt;br /&gt;We losin too many of ours&lt;br /&gt;Gotta recreate y'all&lt;br /&gt;Yo check it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowin you the best part of life do I have the right to take yours&lt;br /&gt;Cause I created you irresponsibly&lt;br /&gt;Subconciously knowin the act I was a part of&lt;br /&gt;The start of somethin, I'm not ready to bring into the world&lt;br /&gt;Had myself believin I was sterile&lt;br /&gt;I look into mother's stomach, wonder if you are a boy or a girl&lt;br /&gt;Turnin this woman's womb into a tomb&lt;br /&gt;But she and I agree, a seed we don't need&lt;br /&gt;You would've been much more than a mouth to feed&lt;br /&gt;But someone, I woulda fed this information I read&lt;br /&gt;to someone, my life for you I woulda had to leave&lt;br /&gt;Instead I lead you to death&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for takin your first breath, first step, and first cry&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't prepared mentally nor financially&lt;br /&gt;Havin a child shouldn't have to bring out the man in me&lt;br /&gt;Plus I wanted you to be raised within a family&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna, go through the drama of havin a baby's momma&lt;br /&gt;Weekend visits and buyin J's ain't gon' make me a father&lt;br /&gt;For a while bearing a child is somethin I never wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;For me to live forever I can only do that through you&lt;br /&gt;Nerve I got to talk about them niggaz with a gun&lt;br /&gt;Must have really thought I was God to take the life of my son&lt;br /&gt;I could have sacrificed goin out&lt;br /&gt;To think my homies who did it I used to joke about, from now on&lt;br /&gt;I'ma use self control instead of birth control&lt;br /&gt;Cause $315 ain't worth your soul&lt;br /&gt;$315 ain't worth your soul&lt;br /&gt;$315 ain't worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, never dreamed you'd leave, in summer&lt;br /&gt;You said you would be here when it rained&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you as a present and a gift in itself&lt;br /&gt;You had our child in you, I probably never feel what you felt&lt;br /&gt;But you dealt with it like the strong black woman you are&lt;br /&gt;Through our trials and tribulations, child's elimination&lt;br /&gt;An intergration of thoughts I feel about the situation&lt;br /&gt;Back and forth my feelings was pacin&lt;br /&gt;Happy deep down but not joyed enough to have it&lt;br /&gt;But even that's a lie in less than two weeks, we was back at it&lt;br /&gt;Is this unprotected love or safe to say it's lust&lt;br /&gt;Bustin, more than the sweat in somebody you trust&lt;br /&gt;Or is it that we don't trust each other enough&lt;br /&gt;And believe, havin this child'll make us have to stay together&lt;br /&gt;Girl I want you in my life cause you have made it better&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin we all in love cause we can spend a day together&lt;br /&gt;We talkin spendin the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;It's too many black women that can say they mothers&lt;br /&gt;but can't say that they wives&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't chose any other to mother my understanding&lt;br /&gt;But I want our Parenthood to come from Planning&lt;br /&gt;It's so much in my life that's undone&lt;br /&gt;We gotta see eye to eye, about family, before we can become one&lt;br /&gt;If you had decided to have it the situation I wouldn't run from&lt;br /&gt;But I'm walkin, findin myself in my God&lt;br /&gt;So I can, discipline my son with my writin&lt;br /&gt;Not have a judge tellin me how and when to raise my seed&lt;br /&gt;Though his death was at our greed, with no one else to blame&lt;br /&gt;I had a book of Afrikan names, case our minds changed&lt;br /&gt;You say your period hasn't came, and lately I've been sleepy&lt;br /&gt;So quit smokin the weed and the beadies and let's have this boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, never dreamed you'd leave in summer&lt;br /&gt;You said you would be here when it rained&lt;br /&gt;You said you would be here when it rained&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I, never dreamed you'd leave in summer&lt;br /&gt;Now the situation's made things change&lt;br /&gt;Things change&lt;br /&gt;Why, didn't you stay&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you stay...&lt;br /&gt;I, never dreamed you'd leave, in summer&lt;br /&gt;In summer&lt;br /&gt;You said you would be here when, it rained&lt;br /&gt;When it rained, it rained&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhohh I, never dreamed, you'd leave in summer&lt;br /&gt;You said you wouldn't leave&lt;br /&gt;Now the situation's made things change&lt;br /&gt;Things change, why didn't you stay?&lt;br /&gt;Stay, stay stay stay stay stay stay&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm, stayyy&lt;br /&gt;Uh-uh&lt;br /&gt;Ohh why didn't you stay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Common feat. Lauryn Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;One Day It'll All Make Sense &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://morebounce-oz.com/audio/RetrospectForLife.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000003BZO.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-3594801908513529078?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3594801908513529078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=3594801908513529078' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/3594801908513529078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/3594801908513529078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/retrospect-for-life.html' title='Retrospect for Life'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116930440095190663</id><published>2007-01-20T14:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:47:13.506Z</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;You told me how proud you were, but I walked away&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew what I know today&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I would take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you've done&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna call you&lt;br /&gt;But I know you won't be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to this, oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me I was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me understand?&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking down upon me?&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud of who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To have just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see you looking back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had just one more day&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you how much that I've missed you&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been away&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it's dangerous&lt;br /&gt;It's so out of line&lt;br /&gt;To try and turn back time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;Back to Basics &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.busking.org./MP3s/montra/HurT.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec2.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000I5YBHK.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V36619439_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116930440095190663?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116930440095190663/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116930440095190663' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116930440095190663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116930440095190663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116911769839616573</id><published>2007-01-18T10:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:54:58.396Z</updated><title type='text'>One Is The Magic Number</title><content type='html'>No hay nadie mas que yo,&lt;br /&gt;Uno es el numero magico&lt;br /&gt;En vida y en muerte,&lt;br /&gt;Uno es todo&lt;br /&gt;Comprende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I multiply 2 times 2 is it really, really 4 me&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;And if I add 5 to get 9 minus 8 that just leaves me&lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;br /&gt;So many times I define my pride&lt;br /&gt;Through somebody else's eyes (La da da, la da)&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked inside and found my own stride,&lt;br /&gt;I found the lasting love for me&lt;br /&gt;If I'm searching for my spirituality&lt;br /&gt;Passionately I must begin with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just me...&lt;br /&gt;One is the magic number &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I add myself unto myself multiplied times&lt;br /&gt;You and yours and you again&lt;br /&gt;There's just me&lt;br /&gt;And if I divide 8 billion, 48 trillion, 98 zillion&lt;br /&gt;There is, there is just me&lt;br /&gt;If I subtract one plus me to the 5th degree,&lt;br /&gt;Use any theorem&lt;br /&gt;There's just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just me...&lt;br /&gt;One is the magic number &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, me, me, me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jill Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;Who Is Jill Scott? Words and Sounds, Vol. 1 &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.williambowles.info/music/One%20Is%20The%20Magic.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00004UBBL.08.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116911769839616573?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116911769839616573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116911769839616573' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116911769839616573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116911769839616573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-is-magic-number.html' title='One Is The Magic Number'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116911697074539624</id><published>2007-01-18T10:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:42:50.766Z</updated><title type='text'>Brenda's Got a Baby</title><content type='html'>Brenda's got a Baby&lt;br /&gt;Brenda's got a Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Brenda's got a baby&lt;br /&gt;But, Brenda's barely got a brain&lt;br /&gt;A damn shame&lt;br /&gt;Tha girl can hardly spell her name&lt;br /&gt;(That's not our problem, that's up ta Brenda's family)&lt;br /&gt;Well let me show ya how it affects tha whole community&lt;br /&gt;Now Brenda never really knew her moms and her dad was a&lt;br /&gt;junky&lt;br /&gt;Went in death to his arms, it's sad&lt;br /&gt;Cause I bet Brenda doesn't even know&lt;br /&gt;Just cause your in tha ghetto doesn't mean ya can't grow&lt;br /&gt;But oh, that's a thought, my own revelation&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever it takes ta resist tha temptation&lt;br /&gt;Brenda got herself a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend was her cousin, now lets watch tha joy end&lt;br /&gt;She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family&lt;br /&gt;Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she&lt;br /&gt;Went out and had a church of kids&lt;br /&gt;As long as when tha check came they got first dibs&lt;br /&gt;Now Brendas belly is gettin bigger&lt;br /&gt;But no one seems ta notice any change in her figure&lt;br /&gt;She's 12 years old and she's having a baby&lt;br /&gt;In love with tha molester, whos sexin her crazy&lt;br /&gt;And yet she thinks that he'll be with her forever&lt;br /&gt;And dreams of a world with tha two of them are together,&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;He left her and she had tha baby solo, she had it on tha&lt;br /&gt;bathroom floor&lt;br /&gt;And didn't know so, she didn't know, what ta throw away and&lt;br /&gt;what ta keep&lt;br /&gt;She wrapped tha baby up and threw him in tha trash heep&lt;br /&gt;I guess she thought she'd get away&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't hear tha cries&lt;br /&gt;She didn't realize&lt;br /&gt;How much tha tha little baby had her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Now tha babys in tha trash heep balling&lt;br /&gt;Momma can't help her, but it hurts ta hear her calling&lt;br /&gt;Brenda wants ta run away&lt;br /&gt;Momma say, you makin' me lose pay, tha social workers here&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;Now Brenda's gotta make her own way&lt;br /&gt;Can't go to her family, they won't let her stay&lt;br /&gt;No money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job&lt;br /&gt;She tried ta sell crack, but end up getting robbed&lt;br /&gt;So now what's next, there ain't nothin left ta sell&lt;br /&gt;So she sees sex as a way of leavin hell&lt;br /&gt;It's payin tha rent, so she really can't complain&lt;br /&gt;Prostitute, found slain, and Brenda's her name, she's got a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baaaaaaaaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(don't you know she's got a baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2Pac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;Greatest Hits &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smitzerland.com/Music/2Pac%20Greatest%20Hits/Brenda_s%20Got%20a%20Baby.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-jp.amazon.com/images/P/B00000FCBH.09.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116911697074539624?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116911697074539624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116911697074539624' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116911697074539624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116911697074539624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/brendas-got-baby.html' title='Brenda&apos;s Got a Baby'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116869420985539552</id><published>2007-01-13T13:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-13T13:16:49.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Kick Push</title><content type='html'>Uh, what up y'all!&lt;br /&gt;Soundtrack what's popping baby?&lt;br /&gt;Y'all ain't know, I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco&lt;br /&gt;Representing that first and fifteen&lt;br /&gt;Jyea, uh!&lt;br /&gt;And this one right here&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this one right here&lt;br /&gt;To all my homies out there grinding&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'm saying?&lt;br /&gt;Legally and illegally&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'm talking about?&lt;br /&gt;So, check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First got it when he was six&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know any tricks&lt;br /&gt;Matter of fact first time he got on it he slipped&lt;br /&gt;Landed on his hip&lt;br /&gt;And bust his lip&lt;br /&gt;For a week he had to talk with a lisp&lt;br /&gt;Like THISSSSS&lt;br /&gt;Now we can end the story right here&lt;br /&gt;But shorty didn't quit there was something in the air&lt;br /&gt;Yea, he said it was something so appealing&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't fight the feeling&lt;br /&gt;Something about it&lt;br /&gt;He knew he couldn't doubt it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't understand it&lt;br /&gt;Brand it, just the first kickflip he land it&lt;br /&gt;Uh, labeled a misfit, a bandit&lt;br /&gt;Kakunk Kakunk Kakunk!&lt;br /&gt;His neighbors couldn't stand it so&lt;br /&gt;He was banished to the park&lt;br /&gt;Started in the morning wouldn't stop 'til after dark&lt;br /&gt;Yea, when they said, "It's getting late in here..&lt;br /&gt;...so I'm sorry young man there's no skating here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, coast&lt;br /&gt;And away he rolled&lt;br /&gt;Just a rebel to the world with no place to go&lt;br /&gt;And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, coast&lt;br /&gt;So come and skate with me&lt;br /&gt;Just a rebel&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a place to be&lt;br /&gt;So let's kick...and push...and coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My man got a little older&lt;br /&gt;Became a better roller&lt;br /&gt;Yea, no helmet, hellbent on killing himself&lt;br /&gt;That's what his mama said, but he was feeling himself&lt;br /&gt;Got a little more swagger in his style&lt;br /&gt;Met his girlfriend she was clapping in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Love is what what was happening to him now&lt;br /&gt;Uh, he said I would marry you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm engaged to these arials and variels&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think this board is strong enough to carry two&lt;br /&gt;She said Bow, I weigh 120 pounds&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me make one thing clear&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to ride yours&lt;br /&gt;I got mine right here&lt;br /&gt;So she took him to a spot&lt;br /&gt;He didn't know about&lt;br /&gt;Something odd in the apartment parking lot&lt;br /&gt;She said I don't normally take dates in here&lt;br /&gt;Security came and said, "I'm sorry there's no skating here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, coast&lt;br /&gt;And away they rolled&lt;br /&gt;Just lovers intertwined with no place to go&lt;br /&gt;And so they kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, coast&lt;br /&gt;So come and skate with me&lt;br /&gt;Just a rebel&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a place to be&lt;br /&gt;So let's kick...and push...and coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he knew he had a crew&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't no punk&lt;br /&gt;And they spitfire shirts&lt;br /&gt;And SB dunks&lt;br /&gt;They would push 'til they couldn't skate no more&lt;br /&gt;Office building lobbies wasn't safe no more&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't like they wasn't getting chased no more&lt;br /&gt;Just the freedom was better than breathing they said&lt;br /&gt;Any escape route they used to escape out&lt;br /&gt;When things got crazy&lt;br /&gt;They needed to break out&lt;br /&gt;They head to any place with stairs&lt;br /&gt;Any good grinds&lt;br /&gt;The world was theirs&lt;br /&gt;Uh, and their four wheels would take them there&lt;br /&gt;Until the cops came and said, "There's no skating here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick push, coast&lt;br /&gt;And away they rolled&lt;br /&gt;Just rebels without a cause with no place to go&lt;br /&gt;And so they kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick push, coast&lt;br /&gt;So come roll with me&lt;br /&gt;Just a rebel&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a place to be&lt;br /&gt;So let's kick...and push...and coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lupe Fiasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;Food &amp; Liquor &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tatenations.com/vids/lupe_fiasco_kick_push.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hhv.de/images/cover6/72711.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116869420985539552?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116869420985539552/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116869420985539552' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116869420985539552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116869420985539552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/kick-push.html' title='Kick Push'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116862414152032979</id><published>2007-01-12T17:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-13T12:49:42.513Z</updated><title type='text'>a lover I don't have to love</title><content type='html'>I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you&lt;br /&gt;I said I liked your shoes&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Thanks, can I follow you?"&lt;br /&gt;So it's up the stairs and out of view&lt;br /&gt;No prying eyes&lt;br /&gt;I poured some wine&lt;br /&gt;I asked your name, you asked the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's two o'clock&lt;br /&gt;The club is closed &lt;br /&gt;We're up the block&lt;br /&gt;Your hands on me; Pressing hard against your jeans&lt;br /&gt;Your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out&lt;br /&gt;You didn't care to know who else may have been you before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a lover I don't have to love&lt;br /&gt;I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck &lt;br /&gt;Where's the kid with the chemicals?&lt;br /&gt;I thought he said to meet him here but I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;I've got the money if you've got the time&lt;br /&gt;You said it feels good&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I'll give a try."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mind went dark&lt;br /&gt;We both forgot where your car was parked&lt;br /&gt;Let's just take the train&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet up with the band in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad actors with bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Some sad singers they just play tragic&lt;br /&gt;And the phone's ringing and the van's leaving&lt;br /&gt;Let's just keep touching; let's just keep... keep singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a lover I don't have to love&lt;br /&gt;I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk&lt;br /&gt;Where's the kid with the chemicals?&lt;br /&gt;I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full&lt;br /&gt;I need some meaning I can memorise&lt;br /&gt;The kind I have always seems to slip my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you, but you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You write such pretty words&lt;br /&gt;But life's no storybook&lt;br /&gt;Love's an excuse to get hurt&lt;br /&gt;And to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to hurt?&lt;br /&gt;I do, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hurt me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bright Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;Lifted Or the Story Is in the Soil Keep Your Ear to the Ground &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://daynewszone.com/downloads/bright_eyes_lover_i_dont_have_to_love.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/c/c0/Lifted_brighteyes.jpg/200px-Lifted_brighteyes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116862414152032979?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116862414152032979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116862414152032979' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116862414152032979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116862414152032979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/lover-i-dont-have-to-love.html' title='a lover I don&apos;t have to love'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116835119643842119</id><published>2007-01-09T13:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-09T13:59:56.440Z</updated><title type='text'>Buttons</title><content type='html'>I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (Uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (Uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical and hardly &lt;br /&gt;The type i fall for&lt;br /&gt;I like when the physical&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me askin' for more &lt;br /&gt;I'm a sexy mama (Mama)&lt;br /&gt;Who knows just how to get what I wanna (Wanna)&lt;br /&gt;What I wanna do is bring this on ya (On ya)&lt;br /&gt;Back up all of the things that I told ya (Told ya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been sayin' all the right things all night long&lt;br /&gt;But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off&lt;br /&gt;Baby, can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;How these clothes are fittin' on me&lt;br /&gt;And the heat comin' from this beat&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to blow&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you're a big boy&lt;br /&gt;But I can't agree&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the love you said you had&lt;br /&gt;Ain't been put on me&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just too much for you&lt;br /&gt;Wonder&lt;br /&gt;If my kiss don't make you just&lt;br /&gt;Wonder&lt;br /&gt;What I got next for you&lt;br /&gt;What you wanna do? (Do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance to recognize that this could be yours&lt;br /&gt;I can see, just like most guys that your game don't please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby loosen up my buttons babe&lt;br /&gt;Loosen up my buttons babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Pussycat Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;PCD &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://kajira-dreams.com/songs/Button_Pussycatdolls.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Versão com Snoop Dogg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bullyloadedkennels.com/media/Buttons2.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec2.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000G0O4T2.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V35699276_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116835119643842119?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116835119643842119/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116835119643842119' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116835119643842119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116835119643842119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/buttons.html' title='Buttons'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116835046599597293</id><published>2007-01-09T13:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-09T13:47:45.996Z</updated><title type='text'>Irreplaceable</title><content type='html'>To the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you own in the box to the left&lt;br /&gt;In the closet that's my stuff - Yes&lt;br /&gt;If I bought it nigga please don't touch&lt;br /&gt;And keep talking that mess, that's fine&lt;br /&gt;But could you walk and talk at the same time&lt;br /&gt;And It's my mine name that is on that Jag&lt;br /&gt;So remove your bags let me call you a cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the front yard telling me&lt;br /&gt;How I'm such a fool - Talking about&lt;br /&gt;How I'll never ever find a man like you&lt;br /&gt;You got me twisted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must not know about me&lt;br /&gt;You must not know about me&lt;br /&gt;I could have another you in a minute&lt;br /&gt;matter fact he'll be here in a minute - baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must not know about me&lt;br /&gt;You must not know about me&lt;br /&gt;I can have another you by tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and get gone&lt;br /&gt;And  call up on that chick and see if she is home&lt;br /&gt;Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;What did you think I was putting you out for?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you was untrue &lt;br /&gt;Rolling her around in the car that I bought you&lt;br /&gt;Baby you dropped them keys hurry up before your taxi leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I’m not your everything&lt;br /&gt;How about I'll be nothing&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at all to you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I wont shead a tear for you&lt;br /&gt;I won't lose a wink of sleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause the truth of the matter is&lt;br /&gt;Replacing you is so easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beyoncé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt;B'day &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://flpalexis.com/Beyonce_-_09_-_Irreplaceable.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000INAXG0.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V37569945_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116835046599597293?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116835046599597293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116835046599597293' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116835046599597293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116835046599597293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/irreplaceable.html' title='Irreplaceable'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116810102834641168</id><published>2007-01-06T16:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-06T16:30:28.366Z</updated><title type='text'>Burn The Witch</title><content type='html'>Holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Skipping like a stone&lt;br /&gt;On our way&lt;br /&gt;To see what we have done&lt;br /&gt;The first to speak&lt;br /&gt;Is the first to lie&lt;br /&gt;The children cross&lt;br /&gt;Their hearts &amp; hope to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite your tongue&lt;br /&gt;Swear to keep your mouth shut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself&lt;br /&gt;Will i burn in Hell?&lt;br /&gt;Then write it down&lt;br /&gt;&amp; cast it in the well&lt;br /&gt;There they are&lt;br /&gt;The mob it cries for blood&lt;br /&gt;To twist the tale&lt;br /&gt;Into fire wood&lt;br /&gt;Fan the flames&lt;br /&gt;With a little lie&lt;br /&gt;Then turn your cheek&lt;br /&gt;Until the fire dies&lt;br /&gt;The skin it peels&lt;br /&gt;Like the truth, away&lt;br /&gt;What it was&lt;br /&gt;I will never say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite your tongue, swear to keep&lt;br /&gt;Keep your mouth shut&lt;br /&gt;Make up something&lt;br /&gt;Make up something good...&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Skipping like a stone&lt;br /&gt;Burn the witch&lt;br /&gt;Burn to ash &amp; bone&lt;br /&gt;Burn the witch&lt;br /&gt;Burn to ash &amp; bone&lt;br /&gt;Burn the witch&lt;br /&gt;Burn to ash &amp; bone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Queens of the Stone Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt; Lullabies to Paralyze&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://reik0.podomatic.com/enclosure/2006-06-20T14_41_38-07_00.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.artistdirect.com/Images/artd/amg/music/cover/3175130_qotsa_200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116810102834641168?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116810102834641168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116810102834641168' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116810102834641168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116810102834641168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/burn-witch.html' title='Burn The Witch'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116661886665470012</id><published>2006-12-20T12:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-20T12:47:46.680Z</updated><title type='text'>Promiscuous</title><content type='html'>Am i throwin' you off?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you doin’ young lady&lt;br /&gt;That feelin’ that you givin' me really drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have a player about the choke&lt;br /&gt;I was at a loss of words first time that we spoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you looking for a girl that’ll treat you right&lt;br /&gt;If you lookin’ for her in the day time with the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be the type if I play my cards right&lt;br /&gt;I'll find out by the end of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect me to just let you hit it&lt;br /&gt;But will you still respect me if you get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is try, gimme one chance&lt;br /&gt;What’s the problem I don’t see no ring on your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I be the first to admit it, I’m curious about you, you seem so innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna get in my world, get lost in it&lt;br /&gt;Boy I’m tired of running, lets walk for a minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous girl&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I’m all alone&lt;br /&gt;And it's you that I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous boy&lt;br /&gt;You already know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m all yours&lt;br /&gt;What you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous girl&lt;br /&gt;You're teasing me&lt;br /&gt;You know what I want&lt;br /&gt;And I got what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous boy&lt;br /&gt;Let's get to the point&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're on a roll&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are red&lt;br /&gt;Some diamonds are blue&lt;br /&gt;Chivalry is dead&lt;br /&gt;But you're still kinda cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I can't keep my mind off you&lt;br /&gt;Where you at, do you mind if I come through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m out of this world come with me to my planet&lt;br /&gt;Get you on my level do you think that you can handle it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call me Thomas&lt;br /&gt;last name Crown&lt;br /&gt;Recognize game&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lay mine's down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big girl I can handle myself&lt;br /&gt;But if I get lonely I’ma need your help&lt;br /&gt;Pay attention to me I don't talk for my health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you on my team&lt;br /&gt;So does everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby we can keep it on the low&lt;br /&gt;Let your guard down ain’t nobody gotta know&lt;br /&gt;If you with it girl I know a place we can go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of girl do you take me for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous girl&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I’m all alone&lt;br /&gt;And it's you that I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous boy&lt;br /&gt;You already know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m all yours&lt;br /&gt;What you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous girl&lt;br /&gt;You're teasing me&lt;br /&gt;You know what I want&lt;br /&gt;And I got what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous boy&lt;br /&gt;Let's get to the point&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're on a roll&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be mad, don't get mean&lt;br /&gt;Don't get mad, don't be mean&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Don't be mad, don't get mean&lt;br /&gt;Don't get mad, don't be mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait! I don't mean no harm&lt;br /&gt;I can see you with my t-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see you with nothing on&lt;br /&gt;feeling on me baby you bring that on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring that on&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I’m a freak you shouldn't say those things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m only trying to get inside your brain&lt;br /&gt;To see if you can work me the way you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This okay, this alright&lt;br /&gt;I got something that you gon' like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey is that the truth or are you talking trash&lt;br /&gt;Is your game M.V.P. like Steve Nash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous Girl&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I’m all alone&lt;br /&gt;And its you that I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous Boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling your name&lt;br /&gt;But you're driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;The way you're making me wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous Girl&lt;br /&gt;You're teasing me&lt;br /&gt;You know what I want&lt;br /&gt;And I got what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous Boy&lt;br /&gt;We're one in the same&lt;br /&gt;So we don't gotta play games no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nelly Furtado feat. Timbaland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt; Loose&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.carolinabluepits.com/PromiscuousGirl.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.umusic.com/images/local/200/877b8be6-1417-4765-b4e7-416d6dcfde15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116661886665470012?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116661886665470012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116661886665470012' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116661886665470012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116661886665470012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/promiscuous.html' title='Promiscuous'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116534059512170867</id><published>2006-12-05T17:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:43:15.123Z</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Love</title><content type='html'>My sexy love... (so sexy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch&lt;br /&gt;And I errupt like a volcano and cover her with my love&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl you make me say (Ohh ohhh ohhhh)&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't think (of anything else I'd rather do)&lt;br /&gt;Than to hear you sing (sing my name the way you do)&lt;br /&gt;When we do our thing (when we do the things we do)&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl you make me say (Ohh ohhh ohhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy love girl the things you do&lt;br /&gt;(Oh baby baby) Keep me sprung, keep running back to you&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love making love to you&lt;br /&gt;Babygirl you know you're my (sexy love...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to her she's the sweetest drug&lt;br /&gt;Just enough&lt;br /&gt;Still too much say that I simp and I'm sprung all of the above&lt;br /&gt;I can't help she makes me say (Ohh ohhh ohhhh)&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't think (of anything else I'd rather do)&lt;br /&gt;Than to hear you sing (sing my name the way you do)&lt;br /&gt;When we do our thing (when we do the things we do)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Babygirl you make me say (Ohh ohhh ohhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy love girl the things you do&lt;br /&gt;(Oh baby baby) Keep me sprung, keep running back to you&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love making love to you&lt;br /&gt;Say babygirl you know you're my (sexy love...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby what we do it makes the sun come up&lt;br /&gt;Keep on lovin' 'til it goes back down&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what I'd do if I would lose your touch&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm always keepin' you around... my sexy love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy love girl the things you do (things you do baby)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh baby baby) Keep me sprung, keep running back to you (keep me runnin' back to you)&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love (I love) making love to you&lt;br /&gt;Say babygirl you know you're my (sexy love...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy love girl the things you do (sexy love)&lt;br /&gt;Keep me sprung, keep running back to you (runnin' back to you)&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love making love to you&lt;br /&gt;Say babygirl you know you're my (sexy love...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ne-Yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do album "&lt;em&gt; In My Own Words&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mnfinest.com/NeYo-Sexy_Love.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://real1.phononet.de/cover/small/126/826/j8f3s13u.j31" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116534059512170867?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116534059512170867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116534059512170867' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116534059512170867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116534059512170867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/sexy-love.html' title='Sexy Love'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116533997908765225</id><published>2006-12-05T16:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:34:02.283Z</updated><title type='text'>My Baby</title><content type='html'>You see I go by the name of Kan the Louis Vuitton Don&lt;br /&gt;I'm with my home girl&lt;br /&gt;Who need to hook me up with some of her home girls&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Janet Jackson&lt;br /&gt;We back, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter what they say baby&lt;br /&gt;They just don't know my baby&lt;br /&gt;And how I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're so ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many said we'd (never)&lt;br /&gt;Never know love like this (but)&lt;br /&gt;They never felt your kiss (felt your kiss)&lt;br /&gt;And how good your touch could be (so)&lt;br /&gt;Many a days I face the pressure to walk away (way)&lt;br /&gt;From what the people say (people say)&lt;br /&gt;But you mean so much to me so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby (baby) these butterflies they never lie&lt;br /&gt;Been thru so much pain before (and)&lt;br /&gt;Baby (baby) - I had to try&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're not like most guys&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't ashamed to say that you're my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter what they say baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;They just don't know my baby&lt;br /&gt;And how I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;Baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter what they say baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;I won't let go my baby&lt;br /&gt;And how I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could read my mind (and)&lt;br /&gt;And know how I feel inside (feel inside)&lt;br /&gt;And hear what they say about you&lt;br /&gt;Just because they can't see (see)&lt;br /&gt;You're more than enough for me (why)&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they just let us be (can't they just let be)&lt;br /&gt;And leave us alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go by the name Kanye Omari&lt;br /&gt;And I wrote this just to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;1 have foreign cars and houses&lt;br /&gt;I have porno stars and spouses&lt;br /&gt;You tryin' to stab one like Jack The Ripper&lt;br /&gt;I was tryin' to stab two like Jack the Tripper&lt;br /&gt;My nigga Tone been locked for a minute&lt;br /&gt;He come home he from the street he gon want us some scrippers&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a big tipper I don't need to be trippin&lt;br /&gt;This my first real Rolex it don't even be tickin'&lt;br /&gt;This my first pair of earrings I can wear in the shower&lt;br /&gt;Without them clouding up in a half an hour&lt;br /&gt;So that basically mean my paper getting mean&lt;br /&gt;Basically mean I'm into better things&lt;br /&gt;I was an addict of cheating but I stopped before&lt;br /&gt;You an addict you go with Janet Jackson you cured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter what they say baby&lt;br /&gt;They just don't know my baby&lt;br /&gt;Don't matter what they say baby&lt;br /&gt;I won't let go, my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But y'all don't know a thing about my...&lt;br /&gt;My baby (baby) My baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;There's more to his love than what y'all see&lt;br /&gt;And it don't describe what he is to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet Jackson feat. Kanye West &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do album "&lt;em&gt;Damita Jo&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://eenupes.com/ee/MyBaby.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.recordline.de/cover/big/724357701921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116533997908765225?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116533997908765225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116533997908765225' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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inside your head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel? that is the question &lt;br /&gt;But I forget you don't expect an easy answer &lt;br /&gt;When something like a soul becomes initialized &lt;br /&gt;And folded up like paper dolls and little notes &lt;br /&gt;You can't expect a bit of hope &lt;br /&gt;So while you're outside looking in, describing what you see &lt;br /&gt;Remember what you're staring at is me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;br /&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;br /&gt;All I know is that it feels like forever &lt;br /&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, &lt;br /&gt;sitting all alone inside your head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much is real, so much to question &lt;br /&gt;An epidemic of the mannequins &lt;br /&gt;contaminating everything &lt;br /&gt;We thought came from the heart, &lt;br /&gt;But never did right from the start &lt;br /&gt;Just listen to the noises (no more sad voices) &lt;br /&gt;Before you tell yourself &lt;br /&gt;It's just a different scene &lt;br /&gt;Remember its just different from what you've seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;br /&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;br /&gt;And All I know is that it feels like forever &lt;br /&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, &lt;br /&gt;sitting all alone inside your head &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;br /&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;br /&gt;And all I know is that it feels like forever &lt;br /&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, &lt;br /&gt;sitting all alone inside your head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's the stars &lt;br /&gt;The stars that shine for you &lt;br /&gt;And it's the stars &lt;br /&gt;The stars that lie to you Yeah-yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;br /&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;br /&gt;o god it feels like forever &lt;br /&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, &lt;br /&gt;sitting all alone inside your head &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;br /&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;br /&gt;And all I know is that it feels like forever &lt;br /&gt;But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, &lt;br /&gt;sitting all alone inside your head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's the stars &lt;br /&gt;The stars that shine for you Yeah-yeah &lt;br /&gt;And it's the stars &lt;br /&gt;The stars that lie to you Yeah-yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's the stars &lt;br /&gt;The stars that shine for you Yeah-yeah &lt;br /&gt;And it's the stars &lt;br /&gt;The stars that lie to you Yeah-yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are the stars? &lt;br /&gt;Who are the stars? &lt;br /&gt;They lie… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stone Sour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do album "&lt;em&gt;Come What(ever) May&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dallasriders.com/hosted/songs/through_the_glass.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.kukac7.hu/images/75.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116422297988478399?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116422297988478399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116422297988478399' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ny_upGBlZwE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com muito carinho e amor... para a minha pequena estrela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116307176319935043?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116307176319935043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116307176319935043' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116307176319935043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116307176319935043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/parabens-dj-teresa.html' title='Parabens DJ Teresa'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116265356438370959</id><published>2006-11-04T15:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-04T15:19:24.416Z</updated><title type='text'>Daydreamin'</title><content type='html'>Daydream &lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep beneath the flowers &lt;br /&gt;For a couple of hours &lt;br /&gt;On a beautiful day &lt;br /&gt;Daydream &lt;br /&gt;I dream of you amid the flowers &lt;br /&gt;For a couple of hours &lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful day &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As I spy from behind my giant robot's eyes &lt;br /&gt;I keep him happy 'cause I might fall out if he cries &lt;br /&gt;Scared of heights so I might pass out if he flies &lt;br /&gt;Keep him on autopilot 'cause I can't drive &lt;br /&gt;Room enough for one I tell my homies they can't ride &lt;br /&gt;Unless they sittin on the shoulders but that's way too high &lt;br /&gt;Let's try not to step on the children &lt;br /&gt;The news cameras filmin &lt;br /&gt;This walkin project buildin &lt;br /&gt;Now there's hoes sellin hoes like right around the toes &lt;br /&gt;And the crackheads beg at about the lower leg &lt;br /&gt;There's crooked police that's stationed at the knees &lt;br /&gt;And they do drive-bys like up and down the thighs &lt;br /&gt;And there's a car chase goin on at the waist &lt;br /&gt;Keep a vest on my chest &lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin in my room as I'm lookin out the face &lt;br /&gt;Somethin to write about &lt;br /&gt;I still got some damage from fightin the whitehouse, just a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daydream &lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep beneath the flowers &lt;br /&gt;For a couple of hours &lt;br /&gt;On a beautiful day &lt;br /&gt;Daydream &lt;br /&gt;I dream of you amid the flowers &lt;br /&gt;For a couple of hours &lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now come on everybody, let's make cocaine cool &lt;br /&gt;We need a few more half naked women up in the pool &lt;br /&gt;And hold this MAC-10 that's all covered in jewels &lt;br /&gt;And can you please put your titties closer to the 22s? &lt;br /&gt;And where's the champagne? We need champagne &lt;br /&gt;Now look as hard as you can with this blunt in your hand &lt;br /&gt;And now hold up your chain slow motion through the flames &lt;br /&gt;Now cue the smoke machines and the simulated rain &lt;br /&gt;But not too loud 'cause the baby's sleepin &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it knows what the world is keepin &lt;br /&gt;Up both sleeves while he lay there dreamin &lt;br /&gt;Me and my robot tip-toe 'round creepin &lt;br /&gt;I had to turn my back on what got you paid &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see half the hood on me like Abu Ghraib &lt;br /&gt;But I'd like to thank the streets that drove me crazy &lt;br /&gt;And all the televisions out there that raised me, I was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daydream &lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep beneath the flowers &lt;br /&gt;For a couple of hours &lt;br /&gt;On a beautiful day &lt;br /&gt;Daydream &lt;br /&gt;I dream of you amid the flowers &lt;br /&gt;For a couple of hours &lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lupe Fiasco feat. Jill Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do album "&lt;em&gt;Food &amp; Liquor&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://jamx.podomatic.com/enclosure/2006-08-28T02_53_18-07_00.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.chronicmagazine.com/uploaded_images/1158580399_lupe_album1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116265356438370959?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116265356438370959/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116265356438370959' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116265356438370959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116265356438370959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/daydreamin.html' title='Daydreamin&apos;'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116128852730833386</id><published>2006-10-19T21:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:08:47.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiley Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Este videoclip é tão fabuloso que eu não resisti... aqui vai! Divirtam-se e deliciem-se com esta obra de arte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QdsDwVxmjZA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QdsDwVxmjZA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what did you do? &lt;br /&gt;What did you say? &lt;br /&gt;Did you walk or did you run away? &lt;br /&gt;Where are you now? &lt;br /&gt;Where have you been? &lt;br /&gt;Did you go alone or did you bring a friend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to know this, cause I noticed, you're smiling &lt;br /&gt;Out in the sun, having fun and feeling free &lt;br /&gt;And I can tell you know how hard this life can be &lt;br /&gt;But you keep on smiling for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What went right? &lt;br /&gt;What went wrong? &lt;br /&gt;Was it the story or was it the song? &lt;br /&gt;Was it overnight or did it take you long? &lt;br /&gt;Was knowing your weakness what made you strong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or all the above, oh how I love to see you smiling &lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, take a little pain just in case &lt;br /&gt;You need something warm to embrace &lt;br /&gt;To help you put on a smiling face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you go off into the new day with any doubt &lt;br /&gt;Here's a summary of something that you could smile about &lt;br /&gt;Say for instance my girlfriend, she bugs me all the time &lt;br /&gt;But the irony of it all is that she loves me all the time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be you whenever I see you smiling &lt;br /&gt;Because its easily one of the hardest things to do &lt;br /&gt;Your worries and fears become your friends &lt;br /&gt;And they end up smiling at you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on a smiling face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gnarls Barkley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do album "&lt;em&gt;St. Elsewhere&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.rumdogs.com/laura/smiley.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B000EU1KRS.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116128852730833386?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116128852730833386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116128852730833386' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116128852730833386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116128852730833386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/10/smiley-faces.html' title='Smiley Faces'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-116058989553621161</id><published>2006-10-11T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:04:55.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Say It Right</title><content type='html'>In the day, In the night&lt;br /&gt;Say it right, Say it all&lt;br /&gt;You either got it or you don't&lt;br /&gt;You either stand or you fall&lt;br /&gt;When your will is broken&lt;br /&gt;When it slips from your hand&lt;br /&gt;When there's no time for joking&lt;br /&gt;Theres a hole in the plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you dont mean nothing at all to me&lt;br /&gt;No, you don't mean nothing at all to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you got what it takes to set me free&lt;br /&gt;Oh you could mean everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I'm not lost and at fault&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I don't love the light and dark&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I don't know that I am alive&lt;br /&gt;And all of what I feel I could show &lt;br /&gt;You tonight you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my hands I could give you, something that I made&lt;br /&gt;from my mouth I could sing you another brick that I laid&lt;br /&gt;from my body I can show you a place god knows (Only god knows)&lt;br /&gt;If you know the place is holy, do you really want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nelly Furtado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do album "&lt;em&gt;Loose&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://sneakmove.com/audio/nellyfurtado_sayitright.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/13/66/0e87228348a091a0efe2d010._AA240_.L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-116058989553621161?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116058989553621161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=116058989553621161' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116058989553621161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/116058989553621161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/10/say-it-right.html' title='Say It Right'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115997669452520053</id><published>2006-10-04T16:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T13:39:46.916Z</updated><title type='text'>Jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vem aí o novo single da Madonna... "Jump". O CD single contém uma música inédita não incluida no álbum "Confessions on a Dance Floor", que se chama "History".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much you can learn in one place&lt;br /&gt;the more that I wait, the more time that I waste&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got much time to waste it's time to make my way&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of what I'll face, but I'm afraid to stay&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down my own road and I can make it alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll work &amp; I'll fight til I find a place of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you ready to jump?&lt;br /&gt;get ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;don't ever look back oh baby&lt;br /&gt;yes I'm ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;just take my hand&lt;br /&gt;get ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned the lesson from the start my sisters and me&lt;br /&gt;the only thing you can depend on is your family&lt;br /&gt;lifes gonna drop you down like the limbs on a tree&lt;br /&gt;It sways, and it swings and it bends untill it makes you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you ready to jump?&lt;br /&gt;get ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;don't ever look back oh baby&lt;br /&gt;yes I'm ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;just take my hand&lt;br /&gt;get ready to, are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much you can learn in one place&lt;br /&gt;the more that you wait, the more time that you waste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll work &amp;amp; I'll fight til I find a place of my own&lt;br /&gt;It sways, and it swings and it bends untill it makes you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can make it alone repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you ready to jump?&lt;br /&gt;get ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;don't ever look back oh baby&lt;br /&gt;yes I'm ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;just take my hand&lt;br /&gt;get ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you ready to jump?&lt;br /&gt;get ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;don't ever look back oh baby&lt;br /&gt;yes I'm ready to jump&lt;br /&gt;just take my hand&lt;br /&gt;get ready to, are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Confessions on a Dance Floor&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://myspace.darrenallendunn.com/music/jump.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ver Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://streamos.wbr.com/wmedia/wbr/madonna/100306/madonna_jump_700.wvx" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v492/impius/06_10_04_02_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v492/impius/06_10_04_01_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115997669452520053?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115997669452520053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115997669452520053' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115997669452520053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115997669452520053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/10/jump_04.html' title='Jump'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115988336335502612</id><published>2006-10-03T14:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T00:29:08.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight</title><content type='html'>She never took the train alone&lt;br /&gt;She hated being on her own&lt;br /&gt;She always took me by the hands&lt;br /&gt;And say she needs me &lt;br /&gt;She never wanted love to fail&lt;br /&gt;She always hoped that it was real &lt;br /&gt;She'd look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;and sayed believe me.&lt;br /&gt;And then the night becomes the day&lt;br /&gt;And there’s nothing left to say &lt;br /&gt;If there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;Then something’s wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh tonight, you killed me with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful and wild, so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Oh tonight, you killed me with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful and wild so beautiful and wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the hands would turn with time&lt;br /&gt;She'd always say that she was mine&lt;br /&gt;She'd turn and lend a smile,&lt;br /&gt;To say that she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;But in a whisper she'd arrive&lt;br /&gt;And dance into my life.&lt;br /&gt;Like a music melody,&lt;br /&gt;Like a lovers song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh tonight, you killed me with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful and wild, so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Oh tonight, you killed me with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful and wild, so beautiful and wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;Comes the brightest light.&lt;br /&gt;And the light that shines&lt;br /&gt;Is deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;It's who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh tonight, you killed me with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful and wild, so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Oh tonight, you killed me with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful and wild so beautiful... beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh tonight, you killed me with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful and wild, so beautiful and wild.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful and wild.&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful and wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reamonn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do album "&lt;em&gt;Wish&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://omnium.blogs.eurosport.com/files/06-reamonn-tonight.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.backstage7.de/cd/album_06/reamonn/reamonn_wish.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115988336335502612?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115988336335502612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115988336335502612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115988336335502612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115988336335502612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/10/tonight.html' title='Tonight'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115877436597778325</id><published>2006-09-20T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T18:50:51.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk a Mile in My Shoes</title><content type='html'>If I could be you&lt;br /&gt;And you could be me&lt;br /&gt;For just one hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could find a way&lt;br /&gt;To get inside&lt;br /&gt;Each other's mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see you&lt;br /&gt;Trough my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Instead of your ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe you'd be&lt;br /&gt;Surprised to see&lt;br /&gt;That you've been blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk a mile in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Walk a mile in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;And before you abuse, criticize and accuse&lt;br /&gt;Walk a mile in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the whole world&lt;br /&gt;You see around you&lt;br /&gt;Is just a reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of karma&lt;br /&gt;Says you be&lt;br /&gt;Just what you saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unless you&lt;br /&gt;Lived your life&lt;br /&gt;Of total perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be careful&lt;br /&gt;Of every stone&lt;br /&gt;That you should throw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever spend the day&lt;br /&gt;Throwing stones&lt;br /&gt;At one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think&lt;br /&gt;Or wear my head&lt;br /&gt;The same way you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I maybe&lt;br /&gt;Common people&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still your brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you strike out&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;[Its a burning fuse]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk a mile in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Walk a mile in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;And before you abuse, criticize and accuse&lt;br /&gt;Walk a mile in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people&lt;br /&gt;On reservations&lt;br /&gt;And out in the ghetto's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And brother there&lt;br /&gt;Before the [grace] of god&lt;br /&gt;Go you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I only&lt;br /&gt;Had the wings&lt;br /&gt;Of a little angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know i'd fly&lt;br /&gt;To the top of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;And then I'd cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk a mile in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Walk a mile in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;And before you abuse, criticize and accuse&lt;br /&gt;Walk a mile in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coldcut ft. Robert Owens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do single "&lt;em&gt;Walk a Mile in My Shoes&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://dbaldaia.free.fr/Coldcut/WalkaMile.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wippit.com/images/songs/116085160054_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115877436597778325?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115877436597778325/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115877436597778325' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115877436597778325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115877436597778325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/walk-mile-in-my-shoes.html' title='Walk a Mile in My Shoes'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115858354667342325</id><published>2006-09-18T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:45:46.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Voices</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Karunesh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Call of the Mystic&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://leslionsdestormwind.free.fr/ancientvoices.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00020HDXU.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115858354667342325?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115858354667342325/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115858354667342325' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115858354667342325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115858354667342325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/ancient-voices.html' title='Ancient Voices'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115843983603004130</id><published>2006-09-16T21:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T21:50:36.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Close To You</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't call it time well spent &lt;br /&gt;Repeating to myself again &lt;br /&gt;Find confort in an endless stream of moments &lt;br /&gt;I don't even care, about the way I feel today &lt;br /&gt;Because it changes anyway &lt;br /&gt;Something will make me cry or smile &lt;br /&gt;Another picture on my pile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm standing close to you &lt;br /&gt;It's just something that I do &lt;br /&gt;When I need love to be enough &lt;br /&gt;I wish love could be enough &lt;br /&gt;'cause there is nothing more appealing &lt;br /&gt;Than the thought that I could be enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find solace in the sun? &lt;br /&gt;Do you consider life as one? &lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is a limit &lt;br /&gt;To how fast a man can run? &lt;br /&gt;Someone said you're born alive &lt;br /&gt;Well I don't feel that alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't feel that alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel that alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm standing close to you &lt;br /&gt;It's just something that I do &lt;br /&gt;When I need love to be enough &lt;br /&gt;I wish love could be enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause there is nothing more appealing &lt;br /&gt;Than the thought that I could be enough...enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DJ Tiesto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;In My Memory&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cymach.com/Dj_Tiesto_-_Close_to_you.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00005QK9U.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115843983603004130?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115843983603004130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115843983603004130' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115843983603004130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115843983603004130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/close-to-you.html' title='Close To You'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115832702135765535</id><published>2006-09-15T14:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T14:30:21.380+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Melt With You</title><content type='html'>Moving forward using all my breath&lt;br /&gt;Making love to you was never second best&lt;br /&gt;I saw the world thrashing all around your face&lt;br /&gt;Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you&lt;br /&gt;You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you and I won't do&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream of better lives the kind which never hate&lt;br /&gt;Dropped in the state of imaginary grace&lt;br /&gt;I made a pilgrimage to save this humans race&lt;br /&gt;Yes I did&lt;br /&gt;What I'm comprehending a race that long gone bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you&lt;br /&gt;You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you and I won't do&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future's open wide&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you&lt;br /&gt;You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you and I won't do&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nouvelle Vague &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Nouvelle Vague Vol.1&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://podcast.fredflare.com/boombox/data/playlists/02_chris/04.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000CDGTJG.02._SCMZZZZZZZ_V57009318_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115832702135765535?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115832702135765535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115832702135765535' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115832702135765535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115832702135765535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-melt-with-you.html' title='I Melt With You'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115824505887654739</id><published>2006-09-14T15:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T15:44:18.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>Run, running all the time&lt;br /&gt;Running to the future&lt;br /&gt;With you right by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, I'm the one you chose &lt;br /&gt;Out of all the people &lt;br /&gt;You wanted me the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry that I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;Help me up, let's keep on running&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running, running, as fast as we can&lt;br /&gt;Do you think we'll make it?&lt;br /&gt;(Do you think we'll make it?) &lt;br /&gt;We're running, keep holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;So we don't get separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be, be the one I need&lt;br /&gt;Be the one I trust most&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop inspiring me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to keep on running&lt;br /&gt;We work so much to keep it going&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me want to give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running, running as fast as we can&lt;br /&gt;I really hope we make it&lt;br /&gt;(Do you think we'll make it?) &lt;br /&gt;We're running, keep holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;So we don't get separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running as fast as we can&lt;br /&gt;I really hope we make it&lt;br /&gt;(Do you think we'll make it?) &lt;br /&gt;We're running as fast as we can&lt;br /&gt;I really hopw we make it&lt;br /&gt;We're running, keep holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;So we don't get seperated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running, running, as fast as we can&lt;br /&gt;Do you think we'll make it?&lt;br /&gt;(Do you think we'll make it?)&lt;br /&gt;We're running, keep holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;So we don't get seperated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running as fast as we can&lt;br /&gt;I really hope we make it&lt;br /&gt;(Do you think we'll make it?)&lt;br /&gt;We're running, running, keep holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;So we don't get seperated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No Doubt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Rock Steady&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://hotfreeringtone.com/music/mp3/running.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00009QH9D.03._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115824505887654739?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115824505887654739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115824505887654739' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115824505887654739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115824505887654739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115823683678841027</id><published>2006-09-14T13:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T13:27:16.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lack Of Color</title><content type='html'>And when i see you&lt;br /&gt;I really see you upside down&lt;br /&gt;But my brain knows better&lt;br /&gt;It picks you up and turns you around&lt;br /&gt;Turns you around, turns you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel discouraged&lt;br /&gt;That there's a lack of color here&lt;br /&gt;Please don't worry lover&lt;br /&gt;It's really bursting at the seems&lt;br /&gt;Absorbing everything&lt;br /&gt;The spectrum's a to z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fact not fiction&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in years&lt;br /&gt;And all the girls in every girlie magazine &lt;br /&gt;Can't make me feel any less alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching for the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To call at 7:03 and on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home&lt;br /&gt;But i know it's too late &lt;br /&gt;I should have given you a reason to stay&lt;br /&gt;Given you a reason to stay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is fact not fiction&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Death Cab For Cutie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Transatlanticism&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://sparklehorse.ru/soundlike/Death%20Cab%20For%20Cutie%20-%20Transatlanticism%20-%2011%20-%20A%20Lack%20Of%20Color.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/5e/ac/ecaa124128a0f29b75257010._AA240_.L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115823683678841027?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115823683678841027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115823683678841027' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115823683678841027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115823683678841027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/lack-of-color.html' title='A Lack Of Color'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115814601914373871</id><published>2006-09-13T12:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:13:39.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying High</title><content type='html'>You can't know, oh no&lt;br /&gt;you can't know&lt;br /&gt;how much I think about you, no&lt;br /&gt;It's making my head spin&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you&lt;br /&gt;and you are looking at me&lt;br /&gt;and we both know what we want&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, so close to giving in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so nice&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah you feel so nice&lt;br /&gt;wish I could spend the night&lt;br /&gt;but I can't pay the price&lt;br /&gt;oh no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm flying so high&lt;br /&gt;high off the ground&lt;br /&gt;when you're around&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel your high&lt;br /&gt;rocking me inside&lt;br /&gt;it's too much to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, oh yes&lt;br /&gt;I know that we can't &lt;br /&gt;be together&lt;br /&gt;but, I just like to dream&lt;br /&gt;It's so strange &lt;br /&gt;the way our paths have crossed&lt;br /&gt;how we were brought together&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, it's written in the stars it seems&lt;br /&gt;Feel so nice&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah you feel so nice&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to spend the night&lt;br /&gt;but I can't pay the price&lt;br /&gt;oh no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm flying so high&lt;br /&gt;high off the ground&lt;br /&gt;when you're around&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel your high&lt;br /&gt;touching me inside&lt;br /&gt;and it's too much to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to earth&lt;br /&gt;where did you take me to&lt;br /&gt;I know there's no such thing&lt;br /&gt;As painless love&lt;br /&gt;well it'll catch us up&lt;br /&gt;and we can never win&lt;br /&gt;But ohhh&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;ohhh&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna hold you&lt;br /&gt;hold you so tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm flying so high&lt;br /&gt;high off the ground&lt;br /&gt;when you're around&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel your high&lt;br /&gt;touching me inside&lt;br /&gt;and it's too much to hide&lt;br /&gt;And I'm flying so high&lt;br /&gt;high off the ground&lt;br /&gt;when you're around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Finally Woken&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://pure.beauty.free.fr/music/Jem%20-%20Flying%20High.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/P/B0001FFIY2.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V62370796_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115814601914373871?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115814601914373871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115814601914373871' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115814601914373871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115814601914373871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/flying-high.html' title='Flying High'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115807941530342026</id><published>2006-09-12T17:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T17:43:35.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Love show</title><content type='html'>Sit down, give me your hand &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna tell you the future &lt;br /&gt;I see you, living happily &lt;br /&gt;With somebody who really suits ya &lt;br /&gt;Someone like me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand still. Breath in &lt;br /&gt;Are you listening? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know &lt;br /&gt;Somebody's aching. Keeping it all in &lt;br /&gt;Somebody won't let go of his heart but the truth is &lt;br /&gt;It's painless &lt;br /&gt;Letting your love show &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break down. Give me some time &lt;br /&gt;I don't want the fear to confuse ya &lt;br /&gt;Right now, it's so wrong &lt;br /&gt;But maybe it's all in the future with &lt;br /&gt;Someone like you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe truth, maybe lies &lt;br /&gt;Made me want you &lt;br /&gt;Maybe dumb, maybe wise...? &lt;br /&gt;I don't know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's aching. Keeping it all in &lt;br /&gt;Somebody won't let go of his heart but the truth is &lt;br /&gt;It's painless &lt;br /&gt;Letting your love show &lt;br /&gt;You don't know &lt;br /&gt;Somebody's hurting. Holding it all in &lt;br /&gt;Somebody can't let go of his heart but the truth is &lt;br /&gt;It's painless &lt;br /&gt;Letting your love show &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love show &lt;br /&gt;Letting your love show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Skye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Mind How You Go&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dougmoon.com/skye_loveshow.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000DXS6A0.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_V57015031_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115807941530342026?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115807941530342026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115807941530342026' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115807941530342026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115807941530342026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-show.html' title='Love show'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115764811455892995</id><published>2006-09-07T17:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:55:14.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Free</title><content type='html'>What goes through your mind? &lt;br /&gt;As you sit there looking at me &lt;br /&gt;Well I can tell from your looks &lt;br /&gt;That you think I'm so oppressed &lt;br /&gt;But I don't need for you to liberate me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is not bare &lt;br /&gt;And you can't see my covered hair &lt;br /&gt;So you sit there and you stare &lt;br /&gt;And you judge me with your glare &lt;br /&gt;You're sure I'm in despair &lt;br /&gt;But are you not aware &lt;br /&gt;Under this scarf that I wear &lt;br /&gt;I have feelings, and I do care &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't you see? &lt;br /&gt;That I'm truly free &lt;br /&gt;This piece of scarf on me &lt;br /&gt;I wear so proudly &lt;br /&gt;To preserve my dignity... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My modesty &lt;br /&gt;My integrity &lt;br /&gt;So don't judge me &lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and see... &lt;br /&gt;"Why can't you just accept me?" she says &lt;br /&gt;"Why can't I just be me?" she says &lt;br /&gt;Time and time again &lt;br /&gt;You speak of democracy &lt;br /&gt;Yet you rob me of my liberty &lt;br /&gt;And all I want is equality &lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just let me be free? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I sing this song &lt;br /&gt;My sister, may you always be strong &lt;br /&gt;From you I've learnt so much &lt;br /&gt;How you suffer so much &lt;br /&gt;Yet you forgive those who laugh at you &lt;br /&gt;You walk with no fear &lt;br /&gt;Through the insults you hear &lt;br /&gt;Your wish so sincere &lt;br /&gt;That they'd understand you &lt;br /&gt;But before you walk away &lt;br /&gt;This time you turn and say: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't you see?&lt;br /&gt;That I'm truly free &lt;br /&gt;This piece of scarf on me &lt;br /&gt;I wear so proudly &lt;br /&gt;To preserve my dignity &lt;br /&gt;My modesty &lt;br /&gt;My integrity &lt;br /&gt;So let me be &lt;br /&gt;She says with a smile &lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who’s free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sami Yusuf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;al-islam 71&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mazikana.com/Songs/S/Sami_Yusuf/mp3/My_Ummah/Mazikana_Sami_Yusuf---Free.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics-57.hi5.com/userpics/057/178/178944057.img.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115764811455892995?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115764811455892995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115764811455892995' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115764811455892995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115764811455892995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/free.html' title='Free'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115753832987354832</id><published>2006-09-06T11:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T11:25:29.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Free</title><content type='html'>Once in a house on a hill &lt;br /&gt;A boy got angry &lt;br /&gt;He broke into my heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a day and a night &lt;br /&gt;I stayed beside him &lt;br /&gt;Until I had no hope &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came down the hill &lt;br /&gt;Of course I was hurt &lt;br /&gt;But then I started to think &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shouldn't hurt me to be free &lt;br /&gt;It's what I really need &lt;br /&gt;To pull myself together &lt;br /&gt;But if it's so good being free &lt;br /&gt;Would you mind telling me &lt;br /&gt;Why I don't know what to do with myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bar by the dock &lt;br /&gt;Where I found myself &lt;br /&gt;Drinking with this man &lt;br /&gt;He offered me a cigarette &lt;br /&gt;And I accepted &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's been a very long time &lt;br /&gt;As it burned 'till the end &lt;br /&gt;I thought of the boy &lt;br /&gt;No one could ever forget &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shouldn't hurt me to be free &lt;br /&gt;It's what I really need &lt;br /&gt;To pull myself together &lt;br /&gt;But if it's so good being free &lt;br /&gt;Would you mind telling me &lt;br /&gt;Why I don't know what to do with myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pull myself together &lt;br /&gt;But if it's so good being free &lt;br /&gt;Would you mind telling me &lt;br /&gt;Why I don't know what to do with myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pull myself together &lt;br /&gt;But if it's so good being free &lt;br /&gt;Would you mind telling me &lt;br /&gt;Why I don't know what to do with myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emiliana Torrini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Love in the Time of Science&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nottl.org/~gera/free.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00004SF3S.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115753832987354832?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115753832987354832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115753832987354832' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115753832987354832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115753832987354832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-be-free.html' title='To Be Free'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115747578079463402</id><published>2006-09-05T17:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T18:03:00.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Cars</title><content type='html'>We'll do it all &lt;br /&gt;Everything &lt;br /&gt;On our own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need &lt;br /&gt;Anything &lt;br /&gt;Or anyone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know &lt;br /&gt;How to say &lt;br /&gt;How I feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three words &lt;br /&gt;Are said too much &lt;br /&gt;They're not enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told &lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old &lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time &lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars &lt;br /&gt;Around our heads &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace &lt;br /&gt;To remind me &lt;br /&gt;To find my own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told &lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old &lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am &lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was &lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where &lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well &lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Eyes Open &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.filelodge.com/files/room19/508689/Snow%20Patrol%20-%20Chasing%20Cars.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.aversion.com/news/images/040406_snowpatrol.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115747578079463402?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115747578079463402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115747578079463402' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115747578079463402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115747578079463402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/chasing-cars.html' title='Chasing Cars'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115745434349020880</id><published>2006-09-05T11:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T12:07:03.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Geisha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensava que já tinha visto toda a beleza cinematografica que existia para ver, para sentir, etc... mas, "Memórias de uma Gueixa" foi uma agradável surpresa... sem dúvida um grande filme... com um argumento que toca até os mais insensíveis... o filme da minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;John Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Filme "&lt;em&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mahawa.jw-music.net/films/geisha.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000BJS4TO.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115745434349020880?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115745434349020880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115745434349020880' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115745434349020880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115745434349020880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/memoirs-of-geisha.html' title='Memoirs of a Geisha'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115713458489543324</id><published>2006-09-01T19:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:16:24.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions Of A Broken Heart (Daughter To Father)</title><content type='html'>I wait for the postman to bring me a letter &lt;br /&gt;and I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better &lt;br /&gt;And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders &lt;br /&gt;Family in crisis that only grows older &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to go &lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to go &lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father &lt;br /&gt;I am broken but I am hopin' &lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father &lt;br /&gt;I am crying, a part of me's dying and &lt;br /&gt;and These are, these are &lt;br /&gt;confessions of a broken heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wear all your old clothes, your old polo sweater &lt;br /&gt;I dream of another you &lt;br /&gt;The one who would never (never) &lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone to pick up the pieces &lt;br /&gt;Daddy to hold me, that's what I needed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why'd you have to go &lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to go &lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to go!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father &lt;br /&gt;I don't know you, but I still want to &lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father &lt;br /&gt;Tell me the truth, did you ever love me &lt;br /&gt;Cause these are, these are &lt;br /&gt;confessions of a broken heart, of a broken heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;br /&gt;But I love you &lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;br /&gt;I....! &lt;br /&gt;I love you!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father &lt;br /&gt;I don't know you, but I still want to &lt;br /&gt;Daughter to father, daughter to father &lt;br /&gt;Tell me the truth... &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love me!!!? &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever love me!!!? &lt;br /&gt;These are..... &lt;br /&gt;The confessions...of a broken heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh....yeah.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wait for the postman to bring me a letter... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lindsay Lohan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;A Little More Personal &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://ia300835.eu.archive.org/0/items/Lindsay_Lohan__Confessions_of_a_Broken_Heart/09_LindsayLohanConfessionsOfABrokenHeartDaughterToFather.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000CQM3F2.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115713458489543324?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115713458489543324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115713458489543324' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115713458489543324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115713458489543324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/09/confessions-of-broken-heart-daughter.html' title='Confessions Of A Broken Heart (Daughter To Father)'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115694554820527783</id><published>2006-08-30T14:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T14:45:48.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In A Manner Of Speaking</title><content type='html'>In a Manner of speaking&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say&lt;br /&gt;That I could never forget the way&lt;br /&gt;You told me everything&lt;br /&gt;By saying nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a manner of speaking&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;How love in silence becomes reprimand&lt;br /&gt;But the way that i feel about you&lt;br /&gt;Is beyond words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh give me the words&lt;br /&gt;Give me the words&lt;br /&gt;That tell me nothing&lt;br /&gt;Ohohohoh give me the words&lt;br /&gt;Give me the words&lt;br /&gt;That tell me everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a manner of speaking&lt;br /&gt;Semantics won't do&lt;br /&gt;In this life that we live we only make do&lt;br /&gt;And the way that we feel&lt;br /&gt;Might have to be sacrificed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a manner of speaking&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say&lt;br /&gt;That just like you I should find a way&lt;br /&gt;To tell you everything&lt;br /&gt;By saying nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh give me the words&lt;br /&gt;Give me the words&lt;br /&gt;That tell me nothing&lt;br /&gt;Ohohohoh give me the words&lt;br /&gt;Give me the words&lt;br /&gt;That tell me everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh give me the words&lt;br /&gt;Give me the words&lt;br /&gt;That tell me nothing&lt;br /&gt;Ohohohoh give me the words&lt;br /&gt;Give me the words&lt;br /&gt;That tell me everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nouvelle Vague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Nouvelle Vague Vol.1 &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.keditasmasi.com/minitasma/Nxoxuxvxexlxlxe%20Vxaxgxuxe%20-%20Ixn%20A%20Mxaxnxnxexr%20Oxf%20Sxpxexaxkxixnxg.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00018D3JQ.02._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115694554820527783?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115694554820527783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115694554820527783' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115694554820527783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115694554820527783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-manner-of-speaking.html' title='In A Manner Of Speaking'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115693931556829632</id><published>2006-08-30T12:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T13:01:55.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I just can`t get enough</title><content type='html'>When I`m with you baby&lt;br /&gt;I go out of my head&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;All the things you do to me&lt;br /&gt;And everything you said&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;We slip and slide as we fall in love&lt;br /&gt;And I just can`t seem to get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk together&lt;br /&gt;We`re walking down the street&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think of you&lt;br /&gt;I know we have to meet&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;It`s getting hotter, it`s a burning love&lt;br /&gt;And I just can`t seem to get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it rains&lt;br /&gt;You`re shining down for me&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;Just like a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;You know you set me free&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;I just can`t get enough&lt;br /&gt;You`re like an angel and you give me your love&lt;br /&gt;And I just can`t seem to get enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nouvelle Vague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Nouvelle Vague &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.windishagency.com/mp3/nouvellevague.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://my.donews.com/wooan/files/2006/02/Nouvelle%20Vague.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115693931556829632?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115693931556829632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115693931556829632' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115693931556829632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115693931556829632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-cant-get-enough.html' title='I just can`t get enough'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115659809496417431</id><published>2006-08-26T14:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T14:14:54.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerously In Love</title><content type='html'>I love you... I love you, I love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you, you are my life &lt;br /&gt;My happiest moments weren't complete if you weren't by my side &lt;br /&gt;You're my relation and connection to the sun &lt;br /&gt;With you next to me, there's no darkness I can't overcome &lt;br /&gt;You are my raindrops, I am the sea &lt;br /&gt;With you and God who's my sunlight I'm blooming, grown so beautifully &lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so proud, proud to be your girl &lt;br /&gt;You make the confusion go all away from this cold and misty world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with you (in love) &lt;br /&gt;You set me free &lt;br /&gt;I can't do this thing called life without you here with me &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm dangerously in love with you (in love) &lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave &lt;br /&gt;Just keep loving me the way I love you loving me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me, love me for who I am &lt;br /&gt;Cause years before I became who I am, baby you were my man &lt;br /&gt;I know it ain't easy, easy loving me &lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the love and dedication from you to me &lt;br /&gt;Later on in my destiny I see myself having your child &lt;br /&gt;I see myself being your wife and I see my whole future in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Thought of all my love for you, sometimes makes me wanna cry &lt;br /&gt;Realize all of my blessings, I'm grateful to have you by my side &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see your face, my heart smiles &lt;br /&gt;Every time it feels so good, it hurts sometimes &lt;br /&gt;Created in this world to love, &lt;br /&gt;to hold, to feel, to breathe, to live you &lt;br /&gt;Dangerously in love, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously (dangerously) &lt;br /&gt;Dangerous, dangerously in love with you &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you &lt;br /&gt;I love you.. oh yes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Destiny's Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Survivor &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://webzoom.freewebs.com/missfamous/Destiny's%20Child%20-%20Dangerously%20in%20Love.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00005AXNC.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115659809496417431?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115659809496417431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115659809496417431' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115659809496417431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115659809496417431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/dangerously-in-love.html' title='Dangerously In Love'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115651319891588129</id><published>2006-08-25T14:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T14:39:58.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beep</title><content type='html'>Ha, ha-ha, ha-ha &lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha-ha, ha &lt;br /&gt;Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha &lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha-ha, ha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how a man only thinks about the "beep" &lt;br /&gt;You got a real big heart, but I'm looking at your " Beep" &lt;br /&gt;You got real big brains, but I'm looking at your " beep" &lt;br /&gt;Girl, there ain't no pain in me looking at your "Beep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a " beep" &lt;br /&gt;Keep looking at my " beep" &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it don't mean a thing if you're looking at my " beep" &lt;br /&gt;I'm a do my thing while you're playing with your " beep" &lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every boy's the same &lt;br /&gt;Since up in the seventh grade &lt;br /&gt;They been trying to get with me &lt;br /&gt;Trying to (Ha, ha-ha, ha, ha-ha) &lt;br /&gt;They always got a plan &lt;br /&gt;To be my one and only man &lt;br /&gt;Want to hold me with their hands &lt;br /&gt;Want to (Ha, ha-ha, ha, ha-ha) &lt;br /&gt;I keep turning them down &lt;br /&gt;But, they always come around &lt;br /&gt;Asking me to go around &lt;br /&gt;That's not the way it's going down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they only want &lt;br /&gt;Only want my ha, ha-ha &lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha-ha &lt;br /&gt;Only want what they want &lt;br /&gt;But, na, ah-ah &lt;br /&gt;Na, ah-ah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that no &lt;br /&gt;Don't mean yes, it means no &lt;br /&gt;So just hold up, wait a minute &lt;br /&gt;Let me put my two cents in it &lt;br /&gt;One, just be patient &lt;br /&gt;Don't be rushing &lt;br /&gt;Like you're anxious &lt;br /&gt;And two, you're just too aggressive &lt;br /&gt;try to get your (Ahh) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that I know? &lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they Only want &lt;br /&gt;Only want my ha, ha-ha &lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha-ha &lt;br /&gt;Only want what they want &lt;br /&gt;But, na, ah-ah &lt;br /&gt;Na, ah-ah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boomp-boomp, Omp-omp &lt;br /&gt;Boomp, boomp-boomp &lt;br /&gt;Boomp-boomp, Omp-omp &lt;br /&gt;Boomp, boomp-boomp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you've got it bad I can tell &lt;br /&gt;You want it bad, but oh well &lt;br /&gt;And, what you got for me &lt;br /&gt;Is something I &lt;br /&gt;Something I don't need &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pussycat Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;PCD &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lasoffittadellehalliwell.com/awards/sound/beep.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000EHQ58K.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V57042987_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115651319891588129?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115651319891588129/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115651319891588129' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651319891588129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651319891588129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/beep.html' title='Beep'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115651258299194098</id><published>2006-08-25T14:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T14:29:42.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stella's Cry (Resohead's Mix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jam &amp; Spoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Tripomatic Fairytales 2001 &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ambesound.co.uk/tracks/stellascry_rmx.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000002A4A.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V65929362_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115651258299194098?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115651258299194098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115651258299194098' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651258299194098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651258299194098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/stellas-cry-resoheads-mix.html' title='Stella&apos;s Cry (Resohead&apos;s Mix)'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115651194679343990</id><published>2006-08-25T14:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T14:19:06.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Love</title><content type='html'>Just one kiss on my lips&lt;br /&gt;Was all it took to seal the future&lt;br /&gt;Just one look from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Was like a certain kind of torture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;There was a boy&lt;br /&gt;There was a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch from your hands&lt;br /&gt;Was all it took to make me falter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden love&lt;br /&gt;Are we supposed to be together&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden love&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden love&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden love&lt;br /&gt;We seal the destiny forever&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden love&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;Was all it took to change my fortune&lt;br /&gt;Just one word from your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Was all I needed to be certain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;There was a boy&lt;br /&gt;There was a girl&lt;br /&gt;Hearts that intertwine&lt;br /&gt;They lived in a different kind of world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one kiss&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch&lt;br /&gt;Just one look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one kiss&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch&lt;br /&gt;Just one look&lt;br /&gt;Just one love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Confessions on a Dance Floor &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sarzaminmp3.com/sarzaminmusic/USA/128KB/Madonna%20-%20Confessions%20On%20A%20Dance%20Floor/07_%20Forbidden%20Love.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000B8QEZG.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115651194679343990?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115651194679343990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115651194679343990' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651194679343990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651194679343990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/forbidden-love.html' title='Forbidden Love'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115651083675434557</id><published>2006-08-25T13:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T14:00:36.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Dream</title><content type='html'>It's all coming back to me now &lt;br /&gt;That strange and almost endless dream &lt;br /&gt;Where I was you and you were me &lt;br /&gt;You opened up your eyes and I could see &lt;br /&gt;That you were falling from the world &lt;br /&gt;As aimless as a shooting star in orbit around me &lt;br /&gt;Thinking I was somebody else &lt;br /&gt;And terrified to look at me and see yourself, well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are like a dream &lt;br /&gt;And I am just a trip that you are on &lt;br /&gt;When the trip is over you will go back &lt;br /&gt;To the places that you once beloved &lt;br /&gt;You will look for comfort there &lt;br /&gt;And when you do you'll find that it has gone &lt;br /&gt;That is when you'll dream a dream &lt;br /&gt;Where I am you and you are me &lt;br /&gt;And then you'll know my love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid &lt;br /&gt;Your heart is in me &lt;br /&gt;And it's racing so fast now &lt;br /&gt;Cause everything we ever were or ever will be &lt;br /&gt;Is shapeless as a changing cloud &lt;br /&gt;Your letter written on the sky &lt;br /&gt;I'm needing now to read it through my eyes &lt;br /&gt;When you see just what I see &lt;br /&gt;Then tenderly watch it change &lt;br /&gt;And just let it be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am like a dream &lt;br /&gt;And you are just a trip that I am on &lt;br /&gt;When the trip is over I will go back &lt;br /&gt;To the places that I once beloved &lt;br /&gt;And I will look for comfort there &lt;br /&gt;And when I do I know it will be gone &lt;br /&gt;That is when I'll dream a dream &lt;br /&gt;Where I am you and you are me &lt;br /&gt;And then I'll know your love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just some trip that we are on &lt;br /&gt;When the trip is over we will think of this &lt;br /&gt;As someplace that we once beloved &lt;br /&gt;When I find no comfort here &lt;br /&gt;I'll look again to find it in your arms &lt;br /&gt;That is where I'll dream a dream &lt;br /&gt;Where I am you and you are me &lt;br /&gt;And that's where I know love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Conjure One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Extraordinary Ways &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.josema.com.py/Musica/Conjure_One-Extraordinary_Ways/01-conjure_one-endless_dream-fntx.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000AHJ7W0.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115651083675434557?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115651083675434557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115651083675434557' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651083675434557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651083675434557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/endless-dream.html' title='Endless Dream'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115651016128139187</id><published>2006-08-25T13:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T13:49:21.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers And Silence</title><content type='html'>we're always too always in doubt&lt;br /&gt;works on me&lt;br /&gt;she's nowhere she mainlines helps me out&lt;br /&gt;now i can speak&lt;br /&gt;was heard not seen wasted nothings free&lt;br /&gt;was black was bruised fucked up twenty two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm amazed you eat you sleep you function at all&lt;br /&gt;'cos my aims so weak i'd fail to get into my arm&lt;br /&gt;was made the first to laugh&lt;br /&gt;tried but the tribute short changed kidness&lt;br /&gt;flowers and silence&lt;br /&gt;was made the first to laugh&lt;br /&gt;charmed but the weather broke me sober&lt;br /&gt;i've never been colder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen braver seemed braver since then&lt;br /&gt;but never been&lt;br /&gt;no favours no saviours no sense&lt;br /&gt;it's not in me&lt;br /&gt;so nothing's free ghostdrunk out of reach&lt;br /&gt;so action this cared less never missed&lt;br /&gt;and you preach you teach did i 'learn you' nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;i'm too dumb to see but you stooped for someone this small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be closing me down denied me remind me i'm sold out&lt;br /&gt;just skin and teeth&lt;br /&gt;left black and bruised fucked up nothing new&lt;br /&gt;was heard not seen wasted so nothing's free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sneaker Pimps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Splinter &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.madpopova.com/myspacemusic/Sneaker%20Pimps-flowers_and_silence.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00002759W.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115651016128139187?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115651016128139187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115651016128139187' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651016128139187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115651016128139187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/flowers-and-silence.html' title='Flowers And Silence'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115650982464300573</id><published>2006-08-25T13:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T13:43:44.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No Worries</title><content type='html'>I just know your life's gonna change&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get a little better&lt;br /&gt;Even on the darkest day&lt;br /&gt;I just know your life's gonna change&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get a little further&lt;br /&gt;Right until the feelings change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is this how it goes?&lt;br /&gt;Think you've come this far with nothing to show&lt;br /&gt;That ain't so, no&lt;br /&gt;You don't see where you are&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't look back you know you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you think that you've been living, just treading water&lt;br /&gt;And waiting in the wings for the show to begin&lt;br /&gt;But I always see you searching&lt;br /&gt;As you try that bit harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting closer, oh yeah, to the life you're imagining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I just know your life's gonna change)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not today, maybe not today&lt;br /&gt;Some day soon you'll be all right&lt;br /&gt;(I just know your life's gonna change)&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn the other way, turn the other way&lt;br /&gt;Feels like luck is on your side&lt;br /&gt;(Just wanna live)&lt;br /&gt;No worries, no worries&lt;br /&gt;(Don't wanna die)&lt;br /&gt;No worries, no worries&lt;br /&gt;(Fight through the lows)&lt;br /&gt;Say it for me, say it for me,&lt;br /&gt;(And take all the highs)&lt;br /&gt;We all need somebody&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah we can sink)&lt;br /&gt;No worries, no worries&lt;br /&gt;(Or can you swim)&lt;br /&gt;No worries, no worries&lt;br /&gt;(Or walk on out)&lt;br /&gt;Say it for me, say it for me,&lt;br /&gt;(Or jump right in)&lt;br /&gt;We all need somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, baby keep drifting on&lt;br /&gt;Your endeavours ain't just selfless wasted time&lt;br /&gt;Seek and find, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;You're not that far from what you've hoped and wished for all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you think that you've been living, just treading water&lt;br /&gt;And waiting in the wings for the show to begin&lt;br /&gt;But I always see you searching&lt;br /&gt;As you try that bit harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting closer, oh yeah, to the life you're imagining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know your life's gonna change&lt;br /&gt;Say it for me, say it for me&lt;br /&gt;We all need somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No Worries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Sanctuary &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.one-love4blue.de/No%20Worries.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000BT7IQ4.02._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115650982464300573?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115650982464300573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115650982464300573' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115650982464300573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115650982464300573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-worries.html' title='No Worries'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115599352348113157</id><published>2006-08-19T13:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T14:20:06.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Magalenha</title><content type='html'>Vem Magalenha rojão, traz a lenha pro fogão, vem fazer armação. &lt;br /&gt;Hoje é um dia de sol, alegria de coió, é curtir o verão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem Magalenha rojão, traz a lenha pro fogão, vem fazer armação. &lt;br /&gt;Hoje é um dia de sol, alegria de coió, é curtir o verão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te te te te te te &lt;br /&gt;te te te te te te &lt;br /&gt;te te te te te te &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem Magalenha rojão, traz a senha pro fogão.. te te te coração. &lt;br /&gt;Hoje é um dia de sol, alegria de xodó, meu dever de verão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O calangulango, do calango da pretinha, to cantando essa mudinha pra&lt;br /&gt;senhora se lembrar,&lt;br /&gt;daquele tempo que vivia lá na roça com uma filha&lt;br /&gt;na barriga e outra filha pra cria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sergio Mendes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Brasileiro&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.capoeiranavarra.com/mp3/Sergio%20Mendes%20-%20Capoeira%20Do%20Brasil.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000002HAP.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115599352348113157?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115599352348113157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115599352348113157' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115599352348113157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115599352348113157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/magalenha.html' title='Magalenha'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115581837636309728</id><published>2006-08-17T13:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:39:36.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Live With Me</title><content type='html'>It don't matter, when you turn &lt;br /&gt;Gonna survive, live and learn. &lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about you baby &lt;br /&gt;By the light of dawn, and in my blues &lt;br /&gt;Day and night, I been missing you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about you baby, &lt;br /&gt;Almost makes me crazy, &lt;br /&gt;Come and live with me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, win or lose, &lt;br /&gt;When you're born into trouble you live the blues &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about you baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it almost makes me crazy child &lt;br /&gt;Nothing's right if you ain't here &lt;br /&gt;I'd give all that I have just to, keep you near &lt;br /&gt;I wrote you a letter and tried to make it clear &lt;br /&gt;That you just don't believe that, I'm sincere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about you baby... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans and schemes, hopes and fears &lt;br /&gt;Dreams i've denied for all these years &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about you babe, &lt;br /&gt;living with me, well..... &lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about you baby, &lt;br /&gt;makes me wanna...child &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's right, if you ain't here &lt;br /&gt;I give all that I have just to keep you near &lt;br /&gt;I wrote you a letter darlin', trying to make it clear &lt;br /&gt;How much you just don't believe that I'm sincere. &lt;br /&gt;Thinking about you baby, I want you to live with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Massive Attack Feat. Terry Caller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Collected&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://download.gameland.ru/xakep/post/31227/-x-massive_attack_-_live_with_me.mp3?get" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.w-fenec.org/photos/2006/indus/massive_attack_collected.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115581837636309728?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115581837636309728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115581837636309728' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115581837636309728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115581837636309728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/live-with-me.html' title='Live With Me'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115556527629252820</id><published>2006-08-14T15:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T15:21:16.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Undenied</title><content type='html'>Your softly spoken words&lt;br /&gt;Release my whole desire&lt;br /&gt;Undenied&lt;br /&gt;Totally&lt;br /&gt;And so bare is my heart, I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;And so where does my heart, belong&lt;br /&gt;Beneath your tender touch&lt;br /&gt;My senses can't divide&lt;br /&gt;Ohh so strong&lt;br /&gt;My desire&lt;br /&gt;For so bare is my heart, I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;And so where does my heart, belong&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've found you&lt;br /&gt;And seen behind those eyes&lt;br /&gt;How can I&lt;br /&gt;Carry on&lt;br /&gt;For so bare is my heart, I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;And so where does my heart, belong&lt;br /&gt;Belong&lt;br /&gt;Belong&lt;br /&gt;Belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Portishead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Portishead&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://gaelmartin2.free.fr/Mp3/Undenied.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/cc/39/8175b220dca0ae8e85246010._AA240_.L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115556527629252820?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115556527629252820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115556527629252820' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115556527629252820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115556527629252820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/undenied.html' title='Undenied'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115528985040058557</id><published>2006-08-11T10:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T10:54:49.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout</title><content type='html'>Shout&lt;br /&gt;Shout&lt;br /&gt;Let it aloud&lt;br /&gt;These are the things I can do without&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In violent times&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't have to sell your soul&lt;br /&gt;In black and white&lt;br /&gt;They really really ought to know&lt;br /&gt;Those one track minds&lt;br /&gt;That took you for a working boy&lt;br /&gt;Kiss them goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't have to jump for joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave you life&lt;br /&gt;And in return you gave them hell&lt;br /&gt;As cold as ice&lt;br /&gt;I hope we live to tell the tale&lt;br /&gt;I hope we live to tell the tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you've taken down your guard&lt;br /&gt;If I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;I'd really love to break your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tears For Fears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Songs from the Big Chair&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~nemesis743/mp/Shout.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00000JR29.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115528985040058557?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115528985040058557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115528985040058557' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115528985040058557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115528985040058557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/shout.html' title='Shout'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115511821470594747</id><published>2006-08-09T11:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T10:48:37.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Left Of Me (Jack D. Elliot Remix)</title><content type='html'>Watch my life pass me by&lt;br /&gt;in the rearview mirror&lt;br /&gt;Pictures frozen in time&lt;br /&gt;are becoming clearer&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste another day&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in the shadow of my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I want you&lt;br /&gt;and I feel you&lt;br /&gt;crawling underneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;like a hunger&lt;br /&gt;like a burning&lt;br /&gt;to find the place I've never been&lt;br /&gt;now I'm broken&lt;br /&gt;and I'm fading&lt;br /&gt;I'm half the man I thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;But you can have&lt;br /&gt;What's left of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying inside&lt;br /&gt;Little by little&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;But goin' out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;In endless circles&lt;br /&gt;runnin' from myself until&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a reason for standing still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;and I feel you&lt;br /&gt;crawling underneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;like a hunger&lt;br /&gt;like a burning&lt;br /&gt;to find the place I've never been&lt;br /&gt;now I'm broken&lt;br /&gt;and I'm fading&lt;br /&gt;I'm half the man I thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;But you can have&lt;br /&gt;What's left of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling faster&lt;br /&gt;Barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Give me somethin' to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Tell me it's not all in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take what's left of this man&lt;br /&gt;Make me whole once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nick Lachey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thebeatworx.com/audio/Nick.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000FTBOUQ.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V62195080_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115511821470594747?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115511821470594747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115511821470594747' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115511821470594747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115511821470594747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/whats-left-of-me-jack-d-elliot-remix.html' title='What&apos;s Left Of Me (Jack D. Elliot Remix)'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115495723128789418</id><published>2006-08-07T14:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:27:11.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This Fire</title><content type='html'>Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Boring a way through me&lt;br /&gt;Paralyse&lt;br /&gt;Controlling completely&lt;br /&gt;New&lt;br /&gt;There is a fire in me&lt;br /&gt;Fire that burns &lt;br /&gt;Fire that burns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fire is out of control&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to burn this city&lt;br /&gt;Burn this city&lt;br /&gt;If this fire is out of control&lt;br /&gt;Then i&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of control&lt;br /&gt;And i burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Burning a way to me&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelm&lt;br /&gt;Destroying so sweetly&lt;br /&gt;New&lt;br /&gt;There is a fire in me&lt;br /&gt;Fire that burns&lt;br /&gt;Fire that burns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Franz Ferdinand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Do album "&lt;em&gt;Franz Ferdinand&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gigarock.com/music/thisfire.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cover6.cduniverse.com/CDUCoverArt/Music/6818393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115495723128789418?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115495723128789418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115495723128789418' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115495723128789418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115495723128789418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-fire.html' title='This Fire'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115461880397270034</id><published>2006-08-03T16:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T16:26:44.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shining Star</title><content type='html'>(agradeço a quem me consiga arranjar esta letra... a música é boa demais para não ser postada... abraço a todos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Roots feat. D'Angelo and Erykah Badu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Do single"&lt;em&gt;Shining Star&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://kalisha.free.fr/NuHipHopSoul/Common%20Feat.%20Dangelo%20And%20Erica%20Badu%20-%20Shining%20Star.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.dt.co.kr/thumbnail/k/t/ktyl27/9/thbn_ktyl27_20050417045519_4221715_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115461880397270034?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115461880397270034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115461880397270034' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115461880397270034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115461880397270034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/08/shining-star.html' title='Shining Star'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115435618912607410</id><published>2006-07-31T15:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:05:11.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can</title><content type='html'>I know i can, &lt;br /&gt;be what i wanna be,&lt;br /&gt;if i work hard at it, &lt;br /&gt;i'll be where i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;i know i can, i know i can&lt;br /&gt;be what i wanna be, be what i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;if i work hard at it, if i work hard at it&lt;br /&gt;i'll be where i wanna be, i'll be where i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b, b boys and girls listen up, you can be anything in the world&lt;br /&gt;in god we trust, an architect, doctor, maybe an actress&lt;br /&gt;but nothin' comes easy it takes  much practice,&lt;br /&gt;like i met a woman who was becoming a star, &lt;br /&gt;she was very beautiful leaving people in awe&lt;br /&gt;singin' songs lena Horne, but the younger version,&lt;br /&gt;hung wit' the wrong person, got her stunger than irwin,&lt;br /&gt;cocaine sniffi'n up drugs all in her nose,&lt;br /&gt;could've died so young, now looks ugly and old,&lt;br /&gt;no fun cuz now when she reaches for hugs&lt;br /&gt;people hold thier breath cuz she smells of corrosion and death,&lt;br /&gt;watch the company you keep, and the crowd you bring, &lt;br /&gt;cuz they came to do drugs and you came to sing,&lt;br /&gt;so if you gonna be the best im'a tell you how,&lt;br /&gt;put your hands in the air and take the vow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i can, i know i can&lt;br /&gt;be what i wanna be, be what i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;if i work hard at it, if i work hard at it&lt;br /&gt;i'll be where i wanna be, i'll be where i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b, b boys and girls listen again&lt;br /&gt;this is for grown looking girls who's only ten,&lt;br /&gt;the ones who watch videos and do as they see&lt;br /&gt;as cute as can be, up in the clubs with fake i.ds,&lt;br /&gt;careful 'fo you meet a man with h.i.v.&lt;br /&gt;you can host a tv like oprah winfrey&lt;br /&gt;whatever you decide, be careful, some men be rapists&lt;br /&gt;so act your age, don't pretend to be older than you are, &lt;br /&gt;give yourself time to grow, you're thinking he can give you wealth&lt;br /&gt;but so young boy, you could use alot of help you know&lt;br /&gt;ya thinkin' life's all about smokin' weed and ice,&lt;br /&gt;you don't weanna be my age and can't read and write&lt;br /&gt;beggin' different women for a place to sleep at night,&lt;br /&gt;smart boys turn to men and do whatver they wish&lt;br /&gt;if you believe you can achieve, then say it like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i can, i know i can&lt;br /&gt;be what i wanna be, be what i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;if i work hard at it, if i work hard at it&lt;br /&gt;i'll be where i wanna be, i'll be where i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b before we came to this country,&lt;br /&gt;we were kings and queens-never porch monkeys&lt;br /&gt;there was empires in africa called kush,&lt;br /&gt;timbuktu, where every race came to get books to learn from black teachers&lt;br /&gt;who taught greeks and romans, asians arabs, and gave them gold&lt;br /&gt;when gold was converted to money it all changed&lt;br /&gt;money then became empowerment for europeans,&lt;br /&gt;the persian military invaded&lt;br /&gt;they heard about the gold, the teachings and everything sacred&lt;br /&gt;africa was almost robbed naked,&lt;br /&gt;slavery was money, so they began making slaveships&lt;br /&gt;egypt was the place that alexander the great went&lt;br /&gt;he was in shock that in the mountains were black faces&lt;br /&gt;shot off thier nose to impose what basically&lt;br /&gt;still goes on today you see&lt;br /&gt;if the truth is told the youth can grow,&lt;br /&gt;they'll learn to survive, until they gain control&lt;br /&gt;nobody says you have to be gangsters, hoes&lt;br /&gt;read more, learn more, change the globe&lt;br /&gt;ghetto children do your thing&lt;br /&gt;hold your head up little man you're a king&lt;br /&gt;young princess when you get your wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;your man's saying she's my queeeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i can, i know i can&lt;br /&gt;be what i wanna be, be what i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;if i work hard at it, if i work hard at it&lt;br /&gt;i'll be where i wanna be, i'll be where i wanna be....be be be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Do album "&lt;em&gt;God's Son&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://tarik93.free.fr/Musik/nas-i_can-rns.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/b/b5/Nas-gods-son-music-album.jpg/200px-Nas-gods-son-music-album.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115435618912607410?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115400586553013430</id><published>2006-07-27T14:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T14:11:05.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So tell the girls that i am back in town</title><content type='html'>I've been on the road &lt;br /&gt;I've been on vacation &lt;br /&gt;I've been travelling light to reach my final destination &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm coming home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell the girls that I am back in town &lt;br /&gt;You'd better tell them to beware &lt;br /&gt;Well they may go or they might try to hide &lt;br /&gt;I follow on and I'll be there &lt;br /&gt;So tell the girls that I am back in town &lt;br /&gt;And if it's true I do not know &lt;br /&gt;That every girl around has missed me since &lt;br /&gt;I decided to go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be your friend &lt;br /&gt;I could be your stranger &lt;br /&gt;I could be the one your mother said would be a danger &lt;br /&gt;Now it's up to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jay Jay Johanson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Do album "&lt;em&gt;Whiskey&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mytlsp.net/yinyue/j/jayjay/Jay-Jay_Johanson-So_Tell_The_Girls_That_I_Am_Back_In_Town.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://funkysouls.com/img/Jay-Jay_Johanson-Whiskey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115400586553013430?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115358593108630030</id><published>2006-07-22T17:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T17:34:57.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Moi Et Toi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olá people, estou de volta! Peço desculpa pela minha ausência do MP3za, na verdade não tenho tido muito tempo por motivos relacionados com a minha vida pessoal. Presenteio-vos com uma amostra de um CD fabuloso que adquiri há dias. Espero que gostem! Chuak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abdel Ali Slimani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Do single "&lt;em&gt;Arabic Groove&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://users.atw.hu/egyoldal/Zene/abdel_ali_slimani_moi_et_toi.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00005J6WU.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115358593108630030?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115358593108630030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115358593108630030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115358593108630030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115358593108630030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/07/moi-et-toi.html' title='Moi Et Toi'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115343009900069975</id><published>2006-07-20T22:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:19:09.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How would U feel</title><content type='html'>Do you feel you're in a dream?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or hardly what is seems?&lt;br /&gt;Can your heart decide again?&lt;br /&gt;Do you stay or burn me in your flames?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna remember?&lt;br /&gt;Did it last forever?&lt;br /&gt;Was it what you imagined?&lt;br /&gt;Or did it feel like magic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;How would you know?&lt;br /&gt;If it was truly love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you sleep or did you hardly eat?&lt;br /&gt;Could you breath when you were next to me?&lt;br /&gt;Did a song remind you of my smile?&lt;br /&gt;Did my sense just linger on for a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna remember?&lt;br /&gt;Did it last forever?&lt;br /&gt;Was it what you imagined?&lt;br /&gt;Or did it feel like magic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna remember?&lt;br /&gt;Did it last forever?&lt;br /&gt;Was it what you imagined?&lt;br /&gt;Or did it feel like magic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel&lt;br /&gt;How would you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was truly love&lt;br /&gt;If it was truly love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;David Morales feat. Lea-Loren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Do single "&lt;em&gt;How would u feel&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sanderlei.ee/alek/David_Morales_-_How_Would_U_Feel.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.worldmusic.com.br/imagens_produtos/194015g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115343009900069975?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115343009900069975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115343009900069975' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115343009900069975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115343009900069975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-would-u-feel.html' title='How would U feel'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115219623980249760</id><published>2006-07-06T15:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T15:30:40.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paco Fernandez/Levitation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Da Compilação "&lt;em&gt;Cafe Del Mar: Volume 6&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tennis-wiesbaden.de/assets/multimedia/10_Titel_11.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00005OMMD.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115219623980249760?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115219623980249760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115219623980249760' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115219623980249760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115219623980249760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-home.html' title='Oh Home'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115219559416949101</id><published>2006-07-06T15:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T15:19:54.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Raanjhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Midival Punditz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Midival Times&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sixdegreesrecords.com/artists/MIDIval_PunditZ/657036-1109-2-2/media/full_audio/03%20Raanjhan%20(w_Abida%20Parveen).mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0007W7H8Y.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115219559416949101?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115219559416949101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115219559416949101' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115219559416949101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115219559416949101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/07/raanjhan.html' title='Raanjhan'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115219433543008490</id><published>2006-07-06T14:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T15:14:28.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulindlela</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brenda Fassie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Remix Collection&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.movingtoafrica.com/blog/music/songs/songs2/Vuli_Ndlela.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0001B3Y0G.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115219433543008490?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115219433543008490/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115219433543008490' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115219433543008490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115219433543008490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/07/vulindlela.html' title='Vulindlela'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115219319599782023</id><published>2006-07-06T14:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T14:39:56.193+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>I feel it, it's coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain, feel it on my finger tips&lt;br /&gt;Hear it on my window pane&lt;br /&gt;Your love's coming down like&lt;br /&gt;Rain, wash away my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Take away my pain&lt;br /&gt;Your love's coming down like rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your lips are burning mine&lt;br /&gt;And you take the time to tell me how you feel&lt;br /&gt;When you listen to my words&lt;br /&gt;And I know you've heard, I know it's real&lt;br /&gt;Rain is what this thunder brings&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I can hear my heart sing&lt;br /&gt;Call me a fool but I know I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stand out here on the mountain top&lt;br /&gt;Till I feel your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you looked into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And you said goodbye could you see my tears&lt;br /&gt;When I turned the other way&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear me say&lt;br /&gt;I'd wait for all the dark clouds bursting in a perfect sky&lt;br /&gt;You promised me when you said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;That you'd return when the storm was done&lt;br /&gt;And now I'll wait for the light, I'll wait for the sun&lt;br /&gt;Till I feel your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun&lt;br /&gt;And I say, never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting is the hardest thing&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that if I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;In the dream of you&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart and all my soul&lt;br /&gt;That by sheer force of will&lt;br /&gt;I will raise you from the ground&lt;br /&gt;And without a sound you'll appear&lt;br /&gt;And surrender to me, to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain is what the thunder brings&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I can hear my heart sing&lt;br /&gt;Call me a fool but I know I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stand out here on the mountain top&lt;br /&gt;Till I feel your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain, I feel it, it's coming&lt;br /&gt;Your love's coming down like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand out on the mountain top&lt;br /&gt;Until I hear you call&lt;br /&gt;My name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Erotica&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://mark.makuch.org/10-Rain.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000007U8C.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115219319599782023?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115219319599782023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115219319599782023' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115219319599782023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115219319599782023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/07/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115170605234709671</id><published>2006-06-30T22:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T23:21:37.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl I love is gone</title><content type='html'>The girl I love is gone &lt;br /&gt;And I will never find a new &lt;br /&gt;But if one pass me by &lt;br /&gt;I'll still be wondering why &lt;br /&gt;I could not be the one for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl I love is gone &lt;br /&gt;And solitary fills my home &lt;br /&gt;It grieves me so to see &lt;br /&gt;You walking out on me &lt;br /&gt;And leave me standing all alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it might be foolish of me &lt;br /&gt;There will be other girls that I will meet &lt;br /&gt;But still I'm neither young you see &lt;br /&gt;But that's the guarantee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl I love is gone &lt;br /&gt;And things will never be the same &lt;br /&gt;The emptiness inside grows stronger every night &lt;br /&gt;And where are you to ease my pain &lt;br /&gt;The girl I love is gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For good, for good, for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jay Jay Johanson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;WHISKEY&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mytlsp.net/yinyue/j/jayjay/Jay-Jay_Johanson-The_Girl_I_Love_Is_Gone.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000025NQS.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115170605234709671?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115170605234709671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115170605234709671' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115170605234709671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115170605234709671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/girl-i-love-is-gone.html' title='The girl I love is gone'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115149375730510838</id><published>2006-06-28T12:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T12:22:37.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nitin Sawhney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Beyond Skin&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.williambowles.info/music/Nadia.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B000025A98.02._OU02_PIuk-r-fp-999,BottomRight,10,10_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115149375730510838?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115149375730510838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115149375730510838' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115149375730510838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115149375730510838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/nadia.html' title='Nadia'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115098641459425908</id><published>2006-06-22T15:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:27:08.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Make A Wish</title><content type='html'>You can close your eyes it's over now &lt;br /&gt;It's over now &lt;br /&gt;You can close your eyes it's over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby &lt;br /&gt;Make a wish &lt;br /&gt;Tell me have you ever been afraid like this &lt;br /&gt;(It's over now) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it watching me &lt;br /&gt;That misty thing &lt;br /&gt;Without a face &lt;br /&gt;It weaves my thoughts &lt;br /&gt;Lined them up in black lace &lt;br /&gt;It buries my shape &lt;br /&gt;And leaves no trace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will have no shame &lt;br /&gt;And I will start again &lt;br /&gt;Make a wish &lt;br /&gt;Tell me have you ever felt alone like this &lt;br /&gt;(Over now) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better do it, sure &lt;br /&gt;Just wishing &lt;br /&gt;I could move in some more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will have no shame &lt;br /&gt;And I will start again &lt;br /&gt;Make a wish &lt;br /&gt;(You can close your eyes it's over now) &lt;br /&gt;Baby I have never been afraid like this &lt;br /&gt;(You can close your eyes it's over now) &lt;br /&gt;Make a wish &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off my shoes &lt;br /&gt;I took off my face &lt;br /&gt;And then I undid the buttons on my dress &lt;br /&gt;(I will start again) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish &lt;br /&gt;You can close your eyes it's over now &lt;br /&gt;Tell me have you ever been exposed like this &lt;br /&gt;(You can look into your mind) &lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby &lt;br /&gt;Feels like a kiss &lt;br /&gt;(You can close your eyes and start again) &lt;br /&gt;I bet you never thought that I could feel like this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will have no shame &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Conjure One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Conjure One&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.iamsane.com/soren/music/Conjure%20One%20-%20Make%20A%20Wish.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00006FSUB.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115098641459425908?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115098641459425908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115098641459425908' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115098641459425908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115098641459425908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/make-wish.html' title='Make A Wish'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115098565127056967</id><published>2006-06-22T14:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:16:30.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donna De Lory não é apenas a back singer de há longos anos de Madonna... é muito mais que isso; é uma cantora e compositora talentosa, com três albuns já gravados repletos de espiritualismo e de muita luz. O seu mais recente trabalho intitulado "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Lover &amp;amp; The Beloved&lt;/span&gt;" é a prova disso mesmo, todo ele cantado em Sanscrit, delicioso para os ouvidos e para a mente. Deixo-vos para ouvir "&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Glow&lt;/span&gt;", uma faixa retirada do álbum "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In The Glow&lt;/span&gt;". Espero que gostem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://allaboutmadonna.com/images/news/05_04_30_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donna De Lory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;In The Glow&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.joezook.net/zook_mp3/Donna%20Deloryy/Unknown%20Album/In%20The%20Glow.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0001VS88E.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115098565127056967?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115098565127056967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115098565127056967' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115098565127056967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115098565127056967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/glow.html' title='Glow'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115071446686280891</id><published>2006-06-19T11:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:54:26.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Together</title><content type='html'>(There's too much confusion)&lt;br /&gt;(It's all an illusion)&lt;br /&gt;(there's too much confusion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Find, find, find the secret&lt;br /&gt;Turn, turn, turn your head around&lt;br /&gt;Baby we can do it&lt;br /&gt;We can do it all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;It's an illusion, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe I can make you feel better&lt;br /&gt;Too much confusion, come on over here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we get together?&lt;br /&gt;I really, I really wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Come on, check it out with me&lt;br /&gt;I hope you, I hope you feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched, I searched, I searched my whole life&lt;br /&gt;To find, find, find the secret&lt;br /&gt;But all I did was open up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Baby we can do it&lt;br /&gt;we can do it all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that we can change the future&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe I can make you feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all an illusion&lt;br /&gt;There's too much confusion&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you feel better&lt;br /&gt;If it's bitter at the start&lt;br /&gt;Then it's sweeter in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Confessions on a Dance Floor&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sarzaminmp3.com/sarzaminmusic/USA/128KB/Madonna%20-%20Confessions%20On%20A%20Dance%20Floor/02_%20Get%20Together.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000FGG5OE.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V50375736_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115071446686280891?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115071446686280891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115071446686280891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115071446686280891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115071446686280891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/get-together.html' title='Get Together'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115071356974121519</id><published>2006-06-19T11:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:40:41.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanto esta música como a anterior fazem parte da compilação "Buddha-Bar VIII"... Pelo que ouvi na fnac no outro dia, parace estar "divinal" ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/c7/3b/e18692c008a0ddefd7a2b010._AA240_.L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel you...&lt;br /&gt;in every stone&lt;br /&gt;in every leaf of every tree&lt;br /&gt;you've ever grown&lt;br /&gt;[that you ever might have grown]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel you...&lt;br /&gt;in every thing&lt;br /&gt;in every river that might flow&lt;br /&gt;in every seed you might have sown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel you...&lt;br /&gt;in every vein&lt;br /&gt;in every beating of my heart&lt;br /&gt;each breath I take&lt;br /&gt;[in every breath i'll ever take]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel you...&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;in every tear that i might shed&lt;br /&gt;in every word i've never said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Schiller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Life&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.key2network.com/larsde/media/Schiller_-_I_Feel_You.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B0009GX2GY.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115071356974121519?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115071356974121519/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115071356974121519' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115071356974121519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115071356974121519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-you.html' title='I Feel You'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115071286252021164</id><published>2006-06-19T11:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:27:42.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon The Sea Of Blissful Awareness</title><content type='html'>Waves of the soft spring wind &lt;br /&gt;Love's flood tide is rising full &lt;br /&gt;The moon of love is rising full &lt;br /&gt;Sea of beauty. &lt;br /&gt;The moon of love is rising full &lt;br /&gt;Love's flood tide. &lt;br /&gt;Some laugh, some weep, some dance for joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shpongle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Tales of the Inexpressible&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://ezhyk.virtuart.org/music/5/07%20once%20upon%20the%20sea%20of%20blissful%20awareness.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00005L9XR.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115071286252021164?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115071286252021164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115071286252021164' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115071286252021164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115071286252021164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/once-upon-sea-of-blissful-awareness.html' title='Once Upon The Sea Of Blissful Awareness'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-115055357250174508</id><published>2006-06-17T15:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T15:14:01.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maneater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiquem com esta excelente versão de "Maneater", na voz da Nelly...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it back, take it back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody look at me, me&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the door you start screaming&lt;br /&gt;Come on everybody what chu here for?&lt;br /&gt;Move your body around like a nympho&lt;br /&gt;Everybody get your necks to crack around&lt;br /&gt;All you crazy people come on jump around&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you all on your knees, knees&lt;br /&gt;You either want to be with me, or be me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maneater, make you work hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you spend hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you want all, of her love&lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater&lt;br /&gt;make you buy cars&lt;br /&gt;make you cut cards&lt;br /&gt;make you fall real hard in love&lt;br /&gt;She's a Maneater, make you work hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you spend hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you want all, of her love&lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater&lt;br /&gt;make you buy cars&lt;br /&gt;make you cut cards&lt;br /&gt;Wish you never ever met her at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she walks she walks with passion&lt;br /&gt;when she talks, she talks like she can handle it&lt;br /&gt;when she asks for something boy she means it&lt;br /&gt;even if you never ever seen it&lt;br /&gt;everybody get your necks to crack around&lt;br /&gt;all you crazy people come on jump around&lt;br /&gt;you doing anything to keep her by your side&lt;br /&gt;because, she said she love you, love you long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever met her at all!&lt;br /&gt;you wish you never ever met her at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nelly Furtado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Loose&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.myselfmyself.com/songs/maneater.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000FIMIJI.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_V51612073_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-115055357250174508?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/115055357250174508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=115055357250174508' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115055357250174508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/115055357250174508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/maneater.html' title='Maneater'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114994405334745233</id><published>2006-06-10T13:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T13:54:13.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies And Hurricanes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juanita, foi você que pediu? Obrigada por esta belíssima sugestão... não conhecia e adorei... Beijo grande&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change,&lt;br /&gt;everything you are&lt;br /&gt;and everything you were&lt;br /&gt;your number has been called&lt;br /&gt;fights, battles have begun&lt;br /&gt;revenge will surely come&lt;br /&gt;your hard times are ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best,&lt;br /&gt;you've got to be the best&lt;br /&gt;you've got to change the world&lt;br /&gt;and you use this chance to be heard&lt;br /&gt;your time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change,&lt;br /&gt;everything you are&lt;br /&gt;and everything you were&lt;br /&gt;your number has been called&lt;br /&gt;fights and battles have begun&lt;br /&gt;revenge will surely come&lt;br /&gt;your hard times are ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best,&lt;br /&gt;you've got to be the best&lt;br /&gt;you've got to change the world&lt;br /&gt;and you use this chance to be heard&lt;br /&gt;your time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't,&lt;br /&gt;let yourself down&lt;br /&gt;don't let yourself go&lt;br /&gt;your last chance has arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best,&lt;br /&gt;you've got to be the best&lt;br /&gt;you've got to change the world&lt;br /&gt;and you use this chance to be heard&lt;br /&gt;your time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Absolution&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mytlsp.net/yinyue/m/muse/Butterflies_And_Hurricanes.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B0002UNMBC.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114994405334745233?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114994405334745233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114994405334745233' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114994405334745233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114994405334745233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/butterflies-and-hurricanes.html' title='Butterflies And Hurricanes'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114968840499204770</id><published>2006-06-07T14:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T14:53:25.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>World Hold On</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;Open up your heart, what do you feel &lt;br /&gt;Open up your heart, what do you feel is real &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big bang may be a million years away &lt;br /&gt;But I can't think of a better time to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;Instead of messing with our future, open up inside &lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;One day you will have to answer to the children of the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;Instead of messing with our future &lt;br /&gt;Tell me no more lies &lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;One day you will have to answer to the children of the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children of the sky &lt;br /&gt;Children of the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look inside, you'll find a deeper love &lt;br /&gt;The kind that only comes from high above &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever meet your inner child, don't cry &lt;br /&gt;Tell them everything is gonna be alright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;Instead of messing with our future, open up inside &lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;One day you will have to answer to the children of the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;Come one, everybody in the universe, come on &lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;One day you will have to answer to the children of the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children of the sky alright &lt;br /&gt;Open up your heart &lt;br /&gt;Tell me, how do you feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen now, tell them everything, right here right now &lt;br /&gt;Alright, everybody, here in the world &lt;br /&gt;You are all the children, alright &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together now, unite, and fight oooh &lt;br /&gt;Open up you heart, no, peace, love for everyone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no no no no no, alright, to the four corners of the world &lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud, sing it loud, sing it loud loud loud &lt;br /&gt;world hold on on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing it loud, sing it proud &lt;br /&gt;everybody, yeah yeah yeah yeah, oooh &lt;br /&gt;Don�t take no for an answer, no no, not today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here,spread love, everybody join together now &lt;br /&gt;One [race], one heart, love and unity, everybody sing &lt;br /&gt;yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;Come one, everybody in the universe, come on &lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;One day you will have to answer to the children of the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;Come one, everybody in the universe, come on &lt;br /&gt;World, hold on &lt;br /&gt;One day you will have to answer to the children of the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob Sinclair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Unknown&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://interklan3.internetdsl.pl/Bob%20Sinclar%20Feat.%20Steve%20Edwards%20-%20World%20Hold%20On%20(Video%20Edit)-www.WebMusic.pl.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ibiza-spotlight.com/image/night/club_reviews/bwr/bwr23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114968840499204770?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114968840499204770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114968840499204770' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114968840499204770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114968840499204770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-hold-on.html' title='World Hold On'/><author><name>D Quixote</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114927626070091999</id><published>2006-06-02T20:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T20:24:20.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pomegranate</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Transglobal Underground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Yes Boss Food Corner &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.unc.edu/depts/europe/francophone/1001_nights/Music/Pomegranate.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00005B6A4.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114927626070091999?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114927626070091999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114927626070091999' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114927626070091999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114927626070091999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/pomegranate.html' title='Pomegranate'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114925442046806908</id><published>2006-06-02T14:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T14:20:20.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El Layali</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nawal Al-Zoughbi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;el-Layali &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nawalelzoghbi.net/Ellayali/Ellayali.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00004VWHA.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114925442046806908?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114925442046806908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114925442046806908' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114925442046806908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114925442046806908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/el-layali.html' title='El Layali'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114925169227749155</id><published>2006-06-02T13:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T14:03:42.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dudu</title><content type='html'>Alamadan ayrlk olmaz,hatralar uslu durmaz&lt;br /&gt;Kalanlar gideni gnlnde tar,ak sevene yk olmaz&lt;br /&gt;Biz byle bilir byle yaarz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo ooo&lt;br /&gt;O da biliyor&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo ooo&lt;br /&gt;O da seviyor&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo ooo&lt;br /&gt;Bile bile kafa tutuyor aka,gz kara&lt;br /&gt;O yine bildiini okuyor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iek gibi tazecik,kymetli bir tanecik&lt;br /&gt;Ana st gibi tertemiz&lt;br /&gt;Dudu dudu dilleri,lkr lkr imeli&lt;br /&gt;Gzleri derya deniz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu gnl ona torpil geiyor,etrafnda fr dnyor&lt;br /&gt;El bebek gl bebektir o,ne yapsa inadna ho gryor&lt;br /&gt;Kara kara dndryor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo ooo&lt;br /&gt;Onun da ii gidiyor&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo ooo&lt;br /&gt;O da tasalanyor&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo ooo&lt;br /&gt;Bile bile kafa tutuyor aka gz kara&lt;br /&gt;O yine bildiini okuyor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sen gldme bakma,gr de duy da inanma&lt;br /&gt;Tuz buz oldu bu kalp ah on bin para&lt;br /&gt;Aldm her nefeste,attm her admda&lt;br /&gt;Burda olsa,cancazm yanmda olsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iek gibi tazecik,kymetli bir tanecik&lt;br /&gt;Ana st gibi tertemiz&lt;br /&gt;Dudu dudu dilleri,lkr lkr imeli&lt;br /&gt;Gzleri derya deniz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iek gibi tazecik,kymetli bir tanecik&lt;br /&gt;Ana st gibi tertemiz&lt;br /&gt;Dudu dudu dilleri,lkr lkr imeli&lt;br /&gt;Gzleri derya deniz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ata ata dertleri hep iime attm&lt;br /&gt;nsan gibi yaamak benim de hakkm&lt;br /&gt;imdeki zemberek krld artk&lt;br /&gt;Tanrm mmkn deilse ite o gn yandk&lt;br /&gt;Hergn yamur yaabilir,insan hata yapabilir&lt;br /&gt;Birbirimize tutunursak belki gne doabilir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo ooo&lt;br /&gt;O da biliyor&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo ooo&lt;br /&gt;O da seviyor&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo ooo&lt;br /&gt;Bile bile kafa tutuyor aka,gz kara&lt;br /&gt;O yine bildiini okuyor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iek gibi tazecik,kymetli bir tanecik&lt;br /&gt;Ana st gibi tertemiz&lt;br /&gt;Dudu dudu dilleri,lkr lkr imeli&lt;br /&gt;Gzleri derya deniz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iek gibi tazecik,kymetli bir tanecik&lt;br /&gt;Ana st gibi tertemiz&lt;br /&gt;Dudu dudu dilleri,lkr lkr imeli&lt;br /&gt;Gzleri derya deniz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tarkan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Dudu&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://download.albaniaonline.net:81/0002/Tarkan%20-%20Dudu.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0000AYKXA.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114925169227749155?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114925169227749155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114925169227749155' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114925169227749155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114925169227749155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/dudu.html' title='Dudu'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114925040921796035</id><published>2006-06-02T13:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T13:13:29.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gafsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Também não consegui encontrar a letra desta música ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Natacha Atlas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Halim&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www2.mta.ac.il/~bshachar/mp3/Natacha%20Atlas%20-%20Gafsa.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B000006J66.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114925040921796035?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114925040921796035/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114925040921796035' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114925040921796035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114925040921796035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/gafsa.html' title='Gafsa'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114924757222805649</id><published>2006-06-02T12:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T12:26:12.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Raba-Raba</title><content type='html'>yaaa.. liah liah... moula lila twalfih &lt;br /&gt;ou ana bhar aaliya ou entiya la lalalala &lt;br /&gt;aah... ma ndir mahna ma tesbegh li gwaymi&lt;br /&gt;ma ndir mahna ma tfejjeli l'aadam ou ya&lt;br /&gt;liah liah... moula lila twalfih dellali&lt;br /&gt;ou ana bhar aaliya ou entiya la lalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah.. goulou l'omri tergoud ou ettaffi eddao ou ya &lt;br /&gt;goulou l'omri tergoud ou trabbi lerbas ou ya &lt;br /&gt;eh... ou ila kfani l'mektoub mel omri ntoub ntoub ntoub &lt;br /&gt;liah liah... moula lila twalfih dellali &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ou ila kfani l'mektoub mel omri ntoub ntoub ntoub aah &lt;br /&gt;ou aala awcham gdamek negtel rajlek ou yaa &lt;br /&gt;eeh.... goulou l'omri tergoud ou ettaffi eddao ou yaaah &lt;br /&gt;eh... goulou l'omri galbi ma yensakchi ou dellalliiii &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;yaah (ha)raba (ha)raba elharraba... raba raba elharraba gli'a bouya &lt;br /&gt;raba raba elharraba elharraba... raba raba gli'a bouya &lt;br /&gt;fle'er fle'er fle'er... fle'er fle'er &lt;br /&gt;eh chitnouk aaliya wella enti bghiti? &lt;br /&gt;raba raba elharraba &lt;br /&gt;fle'er fle'er fle'er &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah raba raba elharraba... raba raba ou eddiha elghaba &lt;br /&gt;fle'er fle'er fle'er... fle'er fle'er &lt;br /&gt;raba raba elharraba... raba raba ou eddiha elghaba &lt;br /&gt;fle'er fle'er fle'er... fle'er fle'er &lt;br /&gt;eh chitnouk aaliya wella enti khdaa'ti? &lt;br /&gt;raba raba elharraba &lt;br /&gt;fle'er fle'er fle'er &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah raba raba elharraba... raba raba halkeddaba &lt;br /&gt;fle'er fle'er fle'er... fle'er fle'er, liar &lt;br /&gt;raba raba elharraba... raba raba ou eddiha elghaba &lt;br /&gt;fle'er fle'er fle'er... fle'er fle'er &lt;br /&gt;eh la ilah ella Allah barkani ntoub &lt;br /&gt;raba raba elharraaaaba &lt;br /&gt;fle'er fle'er fle'er &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halgouddam.. halgouddam.. halgouddam.. halgouddam.. halgouddamah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. ah.. ah.. ah.. ah &lt;br /&gt;ya la... la la lala... elharraba &lt;br /&gt;la la la... la laa... lalaa &lt;br /&gt;la lala... lalala... lalala... ennekara &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheb Khaled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Kenza&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mazikana.com/songs/C/Cheb_Khalid/mp3/Collection/Mazikana_Cheb_Khalid---Raba-Raba.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00004S94G.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114924757222805649?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114924757222805649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114924757222805649' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114924757222805649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114924757222805649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/raba-raba.html' title='Raba-Raba'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114924546110600223</id><published>2006-06-02T11:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T13:10:03.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aweni-Beek</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Não consegui encontrar a letra desta música :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samira Said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mazikana.com/Songs/S/Samira_Said/mp3/Aweni_Beek/Mazikana_Samira_Said---Aweni-Beek.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.blog-24.com/209692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114924546110600223?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114924546110600223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114924546110600223' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114924546110600223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114924546110600223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/aweni-beek.html' title='Aweni-Beek'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114924367489517820</id><published>2006-06-02T11:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:34:28.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamouni (Ligharou Meni)</title><content type='html'>Lamouni li rarou mini&lt;br /&gt;Alou li wash aajhbak fiha&lt;br /&gt;Lamouni li rarou mini&lt;br /&gt;Alou li wash aajhbak fani&lt;br /&gt;Jaou bteli jahlou fani&lt;br /&gt;Houdou eini shoufou bina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal tefla li rirtou minha&lt;br /&gt;Ou habetouni bash minsaha&lt;br /&gt;Ma nedarsh nebaad anha&lt;br /&gt;Wanaa kilhouta fi mahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal tefla li rirtou minha&lt;br /&gt;Ou habetouni bash minsaha&lt;br /&gt;Ma nedarch nebaab anha&lt;br /&gt;Wanaa kilhouta fi mahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maarloum wi aashek fi bdanha&lt;br /&gt;Wi mashour bi rizret einha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana fi eineha adem&lt;br /&gt;Wheya fi einaya hawaa&lt;br /&gt;Alou li alash taashak hadem&lt;br /&gt;Oultilwhom yzou min douwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samra wrani aliha lalam&lt;br /&gt;Wilalam kolo shahiha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamouni li rarou mini&lt;br /&gt;Alou li wash aajhbak fiha&lt;br /&gt;Lamouni li rarou mini&lt;br /&gt;Alou li wash aajhbak fiha&lt;br /&gt;Jaou bteli jahou fanj&lt;br /&gt;Houdou eini shoufou biha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alabina Ishtar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Ishtar - The Voice of Alabina&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fundarabist.ru/All%20Music/Music/MP3/alabina-lamouny0008.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B00005172O.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114924367489517820?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114924367489517820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114924367489517820' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114924367489517820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114924367489517820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/lamouni-ligharou-meni.html' title='Lamouni (Ligharou Meni)'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114917053747367386</id><published>2006-06-01T14:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T15:02:17.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac</title><content type='html'>Im ninalu (if they were locked)&lt;br /&gt;Daltey Nadivim (doors of the generous)&lt;br /&gt;Daltey Nadivim&lt;br /&gt;Daltey Marom (doors on high)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im ninalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring up into the heavens&lt;br /&gt;In this hell that binds your hands&lt;br /&gt;Will you sacrifice your comfort?&lt;br /&gt;Make your way in a foreign land?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrestle with your darkness&lt;br /&gt;Angels call your name&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear what they are saying?&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever be the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Im ninalu Im ninalu&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Im ninalu Im ninalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember remember and never forget&lt;br /&gt;All of your life has all been a test&lt;br /&gt;You will find the gate that's open&lt;br /&gt;Even though your spirit's broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up my heart&lt;br /&gt;And cause my lips to speak&lt;br /&gt;Bring the heaven and the stars&lt;br /&gt;Down to earth for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im ninalu&lt;br /&gt;Daltey Nadivim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El- Hay (god is alive)&lt;br /&gt;El- Hay Marumam Al Keruvim (god is alive, elevated upon cherubs)&lt;br /&gt;Kulam Be-Ruho Ya'alu (everybody in his spirit will rise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrestle with your darkness&lt;br /&gt;Angels call your name&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear what they are saying?&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever be the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El- Hay (god is alive)&lt;br /&gt;El- Hay Marumam Al Keruvim (god is alive, elevated upon cherubs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Confessions on a Dance Floor&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://myweb.saudi.net.sa/khalid-s/My_Music/Madonna%20-%20Isaac.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/cb/05/5d36124128a0b05645497010._AA240_.L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114917053747367386?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114917053747367386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114917053747367386' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114917053747367386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114917053747367386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/isaac.html' title='Isaac'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114916988704287438</id><published>2006-06-01T14:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T14:51:27.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Harem</title><content type='html'>Burning sands, winds of desire&lt;br /&gt;Mirrored oasis reflect a burning fire&lt;br /&gt;Within my heart, unwatered, feeding the flame&lt;br /&gt;Welcoming you to my Harem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing for me a song of life's visage&lt;br /&gt;Sing for me a tune of love's mirage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep desires, sleep untold&lt;br /&gt;Whispers that echo the desert of my soul&lt;br /&gt;I hold your Eastern promise close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Welcoming you to my Harem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing for me a song of life's visage&lt;br /&gt;Sing for me a tune of love's mirage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is change, time's fool is man&lt;br /&gt;None will escape the passing sands of time&lt;br /&gt;I hold your Eastern promise close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Welcoming you to my Harem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sarah Brightman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Harem&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.stevealten.com/harem.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00008W2QZ.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114916988704287438?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114916988704287438/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114916988704287438' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114916988704287438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114916988704287438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/harem.html' title='Harem'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114916675097124734</id><published>2006-06-01T13:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T13:59:10.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chura Liya (Remix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bally Sagoo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Bollywood Flashback&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ajhits.com/music/rohans_favourites/bally_sagoo_churaliya_remix.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0000259G4.01._AA130_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114916675097124734?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114916675097124734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114916675097124734' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114916675097124734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114916675097124734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/06/chura-liya-remix.html' title='Chura Liya (Remix)'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114910665412170260</id><published>2006-05-31T21:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:25:45.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowned World/Substitute For Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdoem-me a "dose", mas eu adoro esta mulher! E ela tem dado realmente nas vistas com a nova tour... estou atenta a tudo, ah pois estou :pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E esta música toca-me verdadeiramente as entranhas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traded fame for love&lt;br /&gt;Without a second thought&lt;br /&gt;It all became a silly a game&lt;br /&gt;Some things cannot be bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got exactly what I asked for&lt;br /&gt;Wanted it so badly&lt;br /&gt;Running, rushing back for more&lt;br /&gt;I suffered fools so gladly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I find&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No The face of you&lt;br /&gt;My substitute for love&lt;br /&gt;My substitute for love&lt;br /&gt;Should I wait for you&lt;br /&gt;My substitute for love&lt;br /&gt;My substitute for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traveled round the world&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a home&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in crowded rooms&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so many lovers&lt;br /&gt;Who settled for the thrill&lt;br /&gt;Of basking in my spotlight&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm, ooohhh, mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Famous faces, far off places&lt;br /&gt;Trinkets I can buy&lt;br /&gt;No handsome stranger, heady danger&lt;br /&gt;Drug that I can try&lt;br /&gt;No ferris wheel, no heart to steal&lt;br /&gt;No laughter in the dark&lt;br /&gt;No one-night stand, no far-off land&lt;br /&gt;No fire that I can spark&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm, mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I find I've changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;This is my religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Ray Of Light&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.jimisweet.com/blog/2005/01/Drowned%20World_Substitute%20for%20Love.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00000DM3K.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114910665412170260?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114910665412170260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114910665412170260' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114910665412170260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114910665412170260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/05/drowned-worldsubstitute-for-love.html' title='Drowned World/Substitute For Love'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114910567161403272</id><published>2006-05-31T20:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:01:11.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavers Dance</title><content type='html'>Berenice&lt;br /&gt;My hands and feet are worn&lt;br /&gt;As much as yours are&lt;br /&gt;And though my head, my hands, my heart are forming&lt;br /&gt;They still feel worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berenice&lt;br /&gt;Beneath it all you're golden&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I'm feeding on&lt;br /&gt;And though my head, my hands are growing colder&lt;br /&gt;We move in circles now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berenice there's no release at all&lt;br /&gt;That's not worth dying for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berenice&lt;br /&gt;My hands and feet are worn&lt;br /&gt;As much as yours are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berenice&lt;br /&gt;There's no release at all&lt;br /&gt;That's not worth dying for&lt;br /&gt;And it's not for our desires but our design that we all fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berenice&lt;br /&gt;There's no release at all&lt;br /&gt;That's worth all this crying for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berenice&lt;br /&gt;There's no release at all&lt;br /&gt;'cause we all fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Veils &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;The Runaway Found&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.myfilestash.com/userfiles/kooka/The%20veils-The%20Leavers%20Dance.MP3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B000167SVW.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114910567161403272?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114910567161403272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114910567161403272' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114910567161403272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114910567161403272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/05/leavers-dance.html' title='Leavers Dance'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114910490551622310</id><published>2006-05-31T20:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T20:48:25.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart (Acoustic Session)</title><content type='html'>I hear the ticking of the clock&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying here, the room's pitch dark&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you are tonight&lt;br /&gt;No answer on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;And the night goes by so very slow&lt;br /&gt;Oh I hope that it won't end though&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til now I always got by on my own&lt;br /&gt;I never really cared until I met you&lt;br /&gt;And now it chills me to the bone&lt;br /&gt;How do I get you alone&lt;br /&gt;How do I get you alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how long i have wanted&lt;br /&gt;to touch your lips and hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how long I have waited&lt;br /&gt;and I was going to tell you tonight&lt;br /&gt;But the secret is still my own&lt;br /&gt;and my love for you is still unknown&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til now I always got by on my own&lt;br /&gt;I never really cared until I met you&lt;br /&gt;And now it chills me to the bone&lt;br /&gt;How do I get you alone&lt;br /&gt;How do I get you alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/shelton/tunes/AloneAcoustic.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00002514W.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114910490551622310?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114910490551622310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114910490551622310' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114910490551622310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114910490551622310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/05/heart-acoustic-session.html' title='Heart (Acoustic Session)'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114899689610372210</id><published>2006-05-30T14:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:48:16.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy Melody</title><content type='html'>Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;I just want to lay here in my room and let myself cry&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if I've disappointed you&lt;br /&gt;I got lost in my darkness and the light hurts my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're counting on me to feed all of our families&lt;br /&gt;But I just need to be on my own for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't stop singing these melancholy melodies&lt;br /&gt;So until then I'll hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel tired all the time, yeah, this weight is exhausting&lt;br /&gt;I cannot please everyone, least of all me&lt;br /&gt;I have no more to give you, it's all ready been stolen&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what's left for me, a melancholy melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're counting on me to feed all of our families&lt;br /&gt;But I just need to be on my own for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't stop singing these melancholy melodies&lt;br /&gt;So until then I'll hide, I'll hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you think I'm scared to write&lt;br /&gt;That I've got nothing left inside and I'm losing all my fire&lt;br /&gt;But it still burns bright, just not on your command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm scared to write&lt;br /&gt;That I've got nothing left inside and I'm losing all my fire&lt;br /&gt;That I'm losing all my fire, am I losing all my fire?&lt;br /&gt;Still burns bright, brighter yeah&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone, just wanna lay here alone in my room and let myself cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're counting on me to feed all of our families&lt;br /&gt;But I just need to be on my own for a little while&lt;br /&gt;So stop calling my phone, please don't come around my home&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're counting on me to feed all of our families&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't stop singing these melancholy melodies, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be, I just wanna be…alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esthero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Wikked Lil' Grrrls &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://ia300812.eu.archive.org/3/items/eshtero_._mel/EstheroMelancholyMelody.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0007XT87Q.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114899689610372210?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114899689610372210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114899689610372210' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114899689610372210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114899689610372210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/05/melancholy-melody.html' title='Melancholy Melody'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114899509907375357</id><published>2006-05-30T14:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:18:19.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Kiss</title><content type='html'>When you look at me tell me what do you see &lt;br /&gt;This is what you get it's the way I am &lt;br /&gt;When I look at you I wannabe I wannabe&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere close to heaven with Neanderthal man&lt;br /&gt;Don't go, I know you want to touch me&lt;br /&gt;Here there and everywhere &lt;br /&gt;Sparks fly when we are together &lt;br /&gt;You can't deny the facts of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to act like a star &lt;br /&gt;Try your moves in the back of the car&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that we can go far&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight you gonna get my &lt;br /&gt;Mwah! Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;Don't play the games that you play&lt;br /&gt;Cause You know that I won't run away&lt;br /&gt;Why ain't you asking me to stay&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight I'm gonna give you my &lt;br /&gt;Mwah! Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;(Uh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be my baby &lt;br /&gt;What's your starsign?&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take a step&lt;br /&gt;Into the lion's den?&lt;br /&gt;I can hear my conscience calling me&lt;br /&gt;Calling me&lt;br /&gt;Say I'm gonna be a bad girl again&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you come on over&lt;br /&gt;We can't leave this all undone&lt;br /&gt;Got the devil on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;There's no place for you to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you forget&lt;br /&gt;I'll remind you&lt;br /&gt;If you're paranoid&lt;br /&gt;Look behind you&lt;br /&gt;If You lose your head&lt;br /&gt;I'll find you&lt;br /&gt;Sending you my kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you forget&lt;br /&gt;I'll remind you&lt;br /&gt;If you're paranoid&lt;br /&gt;Look behind you&lt;br /&gt;If You lose your head&lt;br /&gt;I'll find you&lt;br /&gt;Kiss kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Go&lt;br /&gt;Mwah! Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;I-I&lt;br /&gt;I-I&lt;br /&gt;Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;(Oh Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to act like a (Uh)&lt;br /&gt;Try your moves in the back of your (Uh Uh Uh)&lt;br /&gt;You Know that we can go far&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight you gonna get my &lt;br /&gt;Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holly Valance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Footprints &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.scit.wlv.ac.uk/~f9679743/more_disc_space/public_html/mp3/Holly%20Valance%20-%20Kiss%20Kiss.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0000669NI.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114899509907375357?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114899509907375357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114899509907375357' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114899509907375357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114899509907375357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/05/kiss-kiss.html' title='Kiss Kiss'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114899455424552607</id><published>2006-05-30T14:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:09:14.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Begin To Wonder</title><content type='html'>When I'm walking down the street I call your name&lt;br /&gt;Inside my head I go insane&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that it's really making me crazy&lt;br /&gt;There were days when I went completely blind&lt;br /&gt;No time to think and I lost time&lt;br /&gt;Won't believe what's happened to me lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos everyday it's the same day&lt;br /&gt;Different faces with no names&lt;br /&gt;Places I've never been before&lt;br /&gt;And everyday it's the same thing&lt;br /&gt;Different faces with no names&lt;br /&gt;Places I've never been before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I begin to wonder (don't you know that it's really making me crazy)&lt;br /&gt;And I begin to wonder (won't believe what's happened to me lately)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos everyday it's the same day&lt;br /&gt;Different faces with no names&lt;br /&gt;Places I've never been before&lt;br /&gt;And everyday it's the same thing&lt;br /&gt;Different faces with no names&lt;br /&gt;Places I've never been before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I think I'm breaking free&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts return to trouble me&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on to love has left me empty&lt;br /&gt;You're a sinner but you told me you're a saint&lt;br /&gt;Too fast I tripped and lost my way&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe what's happened to me lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the street I call your name&lt;br /&gt;(All this time you led me astray)&lt;br /&gt;Making love to you I do the same&lt;br /&gt;(But now I know you blinded me)&lt;br /&gt;And there were days when I went completely blind&lt;br /&gt;(I thought I was over you, really over you)&lt;br /&gt;No time to think, I lost time&lt;br /&gt;(no, I'm not over you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, begin to wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dannii Minogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Neon Nights &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.redhotmonkey.co.uk/midi/DanniMinogue.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00008NJ4Y.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114899455424552607?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114899455424552607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114899455424552607' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114899455424552607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114899455424552607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-begin-to-wonder.html' title='I Begin To Wonder'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114899316709546670</id><published>2006-05-30T13:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T13:46:07.353+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Terra Deva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Pulled Apart &lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://palment.vo.llnwd.net/o1/epi_files/reg/songs/mp3/Terra_Deva-Fresh_Start.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.epitonic.com/art/artists/terradeva/terradeva_pulledapart_cover250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114899316709546670?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114899316709546670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114899316709546670' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114899316709546670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114899316709546670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/05/fresh-start.html' title='Fresh Start'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114898661383494091</id><published>2006-05-30T11:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T11:56:53.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Girl</title><content type='html'>Take this pink ribbon off my eyes &lt;br /&gt;I'm exposed &lt;br /&gt;And it's no big surprise &lt;br /&gt;Don't you think I know &lt;br /&gt;Exactly where I stand &lt;br /&gt;This world is forcing me &lt;br /&gt;To hold your hand &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm just a girl, little 'ol me &lt;br /&gt;Don't let me out of your sight &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite &lt;br /&gt;So don't let me have any rights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...I've had it up to here! &lt;br /&gt;The moment that I step outside &lt;br /&gt;So many reasons &lt;br /&gt;For me to run and hide &lt;br /&gt;I can't do the little things I hold so dear &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's all those little things &lt;br /&gt;That I fear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm just a girl I'd rather not be &lt;br /&gt;'Cause they won't let me drive &lt;br /&gt;Late at night I'm just a girl, &lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm some kind of freak &lt;br /&gt;'Cause they all sit and stare&lt;br /&gt;With their eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl, &lt;br /&gt;Take a good look at me &lt;br /&gt;Just your typical prototype &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...I've had it up to here! &lt;br /&gt;Oh...am I making myself clear? &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl in the world... &lt;br /&gt;That's all that you'll let me be! &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl, living in captivity &lt;br /&gt;Your rule of thumb &lt;br /&gt;Makes me worry some &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl, what's my destiny? &lt;br /&gt;What I've succumbed to Is making me numb &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl, my apologies &lt;br /&gt;What I've become is so burdensome&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl, lucky me &lt;br /&gt;Twiddle-dum there's no comparison &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...I've had it up to! &lt;br /&gt;Oh...I've had it up to!! &lt;br /&gt;Oh...I've had it up to here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No Doubt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;Tragic Kingdom&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://home.millsaps.edu/mcelvrs/ND-Jag.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-images.amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/de/b2/815a024128a0734e7d317010._AA240_.L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114898661383494091?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114898661383494091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114898661383494091' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114898661383494091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114898661383494091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-girl.html' title='Just A Girl'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7665057.post-114898506327720665</id><published>2006-05-30T11:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T11:34:17.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravity Of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;João, obrigada pela sugestão; aliás, foi uma belíssima sugestão ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O Fortuna velut Luna"&lt;br /&gt;"O Fortune like the Moon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn around and smell what you don't see&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes ... it is so clear&lt;br /&gt;Here's the mirror, behind there is a screen&lt;br /&gt;On both ways you can get in&lt;br /&gt;Don't think twice before you listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;Follow the trace for a new start&lt;br /&gt;What you need and everything you'll feel&lt;br /&gt;Is just a question of the deal&lt;br /&gt;In the eye of storm you'll see a lonely dove&lt;br /&gt;The experience of survival is the key&lt;br /&gt;To the gravity of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path of excess leads to&lt;br /&gt;The tower of Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to think about it ...&lt;br /&gt;That's the chance to live your life and discover&lt;br /&gt;What it is, what's the gravity of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around just people, can you hear their voice&lt;br /&gt;Find the one who'll guide you to the limits of your choice&lt;br /&gt;But if you're in the eye of storm&lt;br /&gt;Just think of the lonely dove&lt;br /&gt;The experience of survival is the key&lt;br /&gt;To the gravity of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enigma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Do Álbum "&lt;em&gt;The Screen Behind the Mirror&lt;/em&gt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cliquem para ouvir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://magiedumonde.free.fr/musique/enigmagravityoflove.mp3" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v89/D_Quixote/wma_icon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00003Q4D9.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7665057-114898506327720665?l=mpteresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/feeds/114898506327720665/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7665057&amp;postID=114898506327720665' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114898506327720665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7665057/posts/default/114898506327720665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mpteresa.blogspot.com/2006/05/gravity-of-love_30.html' title='Gravity Of Love'/><author><name>Teresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04737748952083424730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
