<?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-910384919767576741</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:39:54.399-02:00</updated><category term='férias'/><category term='poesia'/><category term='Roberto Carlos'/><category term='Chico Buarque'/><category term='Tiê'/><category term='Ruy Espinheira Filho'/><category term='Clarice Lispector'/><category term='Marisa Monte'/><category term='Arnaldo Antunes'/><category term='Lana Del Rey'/><category term='livros'/><category term='saudade'/><category term='Roseana Murray'/><category term='música'/><category term='Mila Ramos'/><category term='amor'/><category term='poema'/><category term='Pablo Neruda'/><category term='Adriana Calcanhotto'/><category term='retrato'/><category term='fotos'/><category term='Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><category term='Fernanda Young'/><title type='text'>Sobre o que será?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-2869720581443501627</id><published>2011-12-04T00:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:53:50.091-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lana Del Rey'/><title type='text'>Até o nome desta me lembra profundamente você... a letra também.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 22px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vídeo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 22px; font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Games&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Swinging in the backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pull up in your fast car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Whistling my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Open up a beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And you take it over here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And play a video game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm in his favorite sun dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Watching me get undressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Take that body downtown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I say you the bestest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lean in for a big kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Put his favorite perfume on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Go play a video game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's you, it's you, it's all for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Everything I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I tell you all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Heaven is a place on earth with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tell me all the things you want to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I heard that you like the bad girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Honey, is that true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's better than I ever even knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;They say that the world was built for two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Only worth living if somebody is loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby now you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Singing in the old bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Swinging with the old stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Living for the fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Kissing in the blue dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Playing pool and wild darts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Video games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;He holds me in his big arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Drunk and I am seeing stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is all I think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Watching all our friends fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In and out of Old Paul's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is my idea of fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Playing video games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's you, it's you, it's all for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Everything I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I tell you all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Heaven is a place on earth with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tell me all the things you want to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I heard that you like the bad girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Honey, is that true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's better than I ever even knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;They say that the world was built for two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Only worth living if somebody is loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby now you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lana Del Rey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-2869720581443501627?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/2869720581443501627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/12/ate-o-nome-desta-me-lembra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/2869720581443501627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/2869720581443501627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/12/ate-o-nome-desta-me-lembra.html' title='Até o nome desta me lembra profundamente você... a letra também.'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-5042467290409014647</id><published>2011-12-01T11:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T11:02:54.454-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; padding-right: 295px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; font-weight: 400; line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: rgb(236, 236, 236) 0px 1px 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; height: auto !important; line-height: 20px; margin-left: 140px; min-height: 619px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; width: 683px; z-index: 3;"&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra" style="font-size: 13px; height: auto !important; line-height: 1.5; min-height: 260px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-right: 400px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There's a place for us,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere a place for us.&lt;br /&gt;Peace and quiet and open air&lt;br /&gt;Wait for us&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There's a time for us,&lt;br /&gt;Some day a time for us,&lt;br /&gt;Time together with time spare,&lt;br /&gt;Time to learn, time to care,&lt;br /&gt;Some day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #666666; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There's a place for us,&lt;br /&gt;A time and place for us.&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand and we're halfway there.&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand and I'll take you there&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;Some day,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-5042467290409014647?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/5042467290409014647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/12/somewhere-theres-place-for-us-somewhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/5042467290409014647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/5042467290409014647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/12/somewhere-theres-place-for-us-somewhere.html' title=''/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-4434115450743260280</id><published>2011-11-08T22:14:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:23:05.520-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marisa Monte'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; padding-right: 295px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: rgb(236, 236, 236) 0px 1px 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ontem Ao Luar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; height: auto !important; line-height: 20px; margin-left: 140px; min-height: 619px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; width: 683px; z-index: 3;"&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra" style="font-size: 13px; height: auto !important; line-height: 1.5; min-height: 260px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-right: 400px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ontem ao luar&lt;br /&gt;Nós dois em plena solidão&lt;br /&gt;Tu me perguntaste&lt;br /&gt;O que era dor de uma paixão&lt;br /&gt;Nada respondi&lt;br /&gt;Calmo assim fiquei&lt;br /&gt;Mas fitando azul do azul do céu&lt;br /&gt;A lua azul e te mostrei&lt;br /&gt;Mostrando a ti dos olhos meus correr senti&lt;br /&gt;Uma nívea lágrima e assim te respondi&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei a sorrir por ter o prazer de ver a lágrima nos olhos a sofrer&lt;br /&gt;A dor da paixão não tem explicação&lt;br /&gt;Como definir o que só sei sentir&lt;br /&gt;É mister sofrer para se saber&lt;br /&gt;O que no peito o coração não quer dizer&lt;br /&gt;Pergunto ao luar travesso e tão taful&lt;br /&gt;De noite a chorar na onda toda azul&lt;br /&gt;pergunto ao luar do mar a canção&lt;br /&gt;Qual o mistério que há na dor de uma paixão&lt;br /&gt;Se tu desejas saber o que é o amor&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o seu calor&lt;br /&gt;O amaríssimo travor do seu dulçor&lt;br /&gt;Sobe o monte a beira mar ao luar&lt;br /&gt;Ouve a onda sobre a areia lacrimar&lt;br /&gt;Ouve o silêncio a falar na solidão&lt;br /&gt;De um calado coração&lt;br /&gt;A penar a derramar os prantos seus&lt;br /&gt;Ouve o choro perenal a dor silente universal&lt;br /&gt;E a dor maior que a dor de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Se tu queres mais&lt;br /&gt;Saber a fonte dos meus ais&lt;br /&gt;Põe o ouvido aqui na rósea flor do coração&lt;br /&gt;Ouve a inquietação da merencória pulsação&lt;br /&gt;Busca saber qual a razão&lt;br /&gt;Porque ele vive assim tão triste a suspirar&lt;br /&gt;A palpitar em desesperação&lt;br /&gt;Na teima de amar um insensível coração&lt;br /&gt;Que a ninguém dirá no peito ingrato em que ele está&lt;br /&gt;Mas que ao sepulcro fatalmente o levará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Marisa Monte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-4434115450743260280?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/4434115450743260280/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/11/ontem-ao-luar-ontem-ao-luar-nos-dois-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/4434115450743260280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/4434115450743260280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/11/ontem-ao-luar-ontem-ao-luar-nos-dois-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-9029059791025281581</id><published>2011-11-04T22:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T22:27:00.056-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roberto Carlos'/><title type='text'>Escutei essa música hoje, cantada pela Vanessa da Mata, assim que me sinto quando longe de ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; padding-right: 295px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: rgb(236, 236, 236) 0px 1px 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Amor Perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; height: auto !important; line-height: 20px; margin-left: 140px; min-height: 619px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; width: 683px; z-index: 3;"&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra" style="font-size: 13px; height: auto !important; line-height: 1.5; min-height: 260px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-right: 400px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fecho os olhos pra não ver passar o tempo, sinto falta de você&lt;br /&gt;Anjo bom, amor perfeito no meu peito, sem você não sei viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vem, que eu conto os dias conto as horas pra te ver&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Cada minuto é muito tempo sem você, sem você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Os segundos vão passando lentamente, não tem hora pra chegar&lt;br /&gt;Até quando te querendo, te amando, coração quer te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vem, que nos seus braços esse amor é uma canção&lt;br /&gt;E eu não consigo te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Cada minuto é muito tempo sem você, sem você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não vou saber me acostumar sem sua mão pra me acalmar&lt;br /&gt;Sem seu olhar pra me entender, sem seu carinho, amor, sem você&lt;br /&gt;Vem me tirar da solidão, fazer feliz meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Já não importa quem errou, o que passou, passou então vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vem, vem, vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Roberto Carlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-9029059791025281581?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/9029059791025281581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/11/escutei-essa-musica-hoje-cantada-pela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/9029059791025281581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/9029059791025281581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/11/escutei-essa-musica-hoje-cantada-pela.html' title='Escutei essa música hoje, cantada pela Vanessa da Mata, assim que me sinto quando longe de ti...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-2164656578175070777</id><published>2011-11-03T22:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:58:03.883-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roseana Murray'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 34px; padding-bottom: 17px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 17px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Gestos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 34px; padding-bottom: 17px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 17px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;com que medida&lt;br /&gt;se mede o amor?&lt;br /&gt;com quantas luas&lt;br /&gt;ou sóis oceanos&lt;br /&gt;tormentas&lt;br /&gt;com quantos pequenos&lt;br /&gt;ou quase imperceptíveis gestos?&lt;br /&gt;perfumar a casa&lt;br /&gt;fazer a cama&lt;br /&gt;cortar o pão&lt;br /&gt;rearrumar os sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 34px; padding-bottom: 17px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 17px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;pronuncio o teu nome&lt;br /&gt;e de muito longe&lt;br /&gt;um oásis me habita&lt;br /&gt;e o ar estremece&lt;br /&gt;povoado de anjos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 34px; padding-bottom: 17px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 17px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Roseana Murray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-2164656578175070777?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/2164656578175070777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/11/gestos-com-que-medida-se-mede-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/2164656578175070777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/2164656578175070777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/11/gestos-com-que-medida-se-mede-o-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-171823713095403374</id><published>2011-10-26T23:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T23:23:32.071-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Essa ele mandou para mim.... nem preciso falar que me derreti toda...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; padding-right: 295px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: rgb(236, 236, 236) 0px 1px 0px; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;A Semana Inteira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt" style="background-color: white; height: auto !important; margin-left: 140px; min-height: 619px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; width: 683px; z-index: 3;"&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra" style="font-size: 13px; height: auto !important; line-height: 1.5; min-height: 260px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-right: 400px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;A semana inteira&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei esperando por você&lt;br /&gt;E todas as noites&lt;br /&gt;Eu sonhei somente com você&lt;br /&gt;Você não pode nem imaginar&lt;br /&gt;O que causou em mim&lt;br /&gt;Esperar uma semana inteira&lt;br /&gt;É tão ruim&lt;br /&gt;Você ficou de pensar e de dar uma resposta&lt;br /&gt;Para mim&lt;br /&gt;Na dúvida fiquei se você ia me dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que sim&lt;br /&gt;Você não pode nem imaginar ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Você não sabe que me devolveu&lt;br /&gt;Toda ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Me devolveu a paz, me trouxe amor&lt;br /&gt;E me deu a mão&lt;br /&gt;Agora meu bem&lt;br /&gt;Se você disser&lt;br /&gt;Disser que não&lt;br /&gt;Não sei que farei&lt;br /&gt;Pois há muito tempo eu já lhe dei&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Erasmo Carlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-171823713095403374?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/171823713095403374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/10/essa-ele-mandou-para-mim-nem-preciso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/171823713095403374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/171823713095403374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/10/essa-ele-mandou-para-mim-nem-preciso.html' title='Essa ele mandou para mim.... nem preciso falar que me derreti toda...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-7866775642523792091</id><published>2011-10-21T21:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T21:34:02.232-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marisa Monte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Essa diz muitas verdades...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; padding-right: 295px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxEZ0kTe6Uc/TqIBXHbf9JI/AAAAAAAAG8s/qscHVk3DcA8/s1600/100_7418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxEZ0kTe6Uc/TqIBXHbf9JI/AAAAAAAAG8s/qscHVk3DcA8/s320/100_7418.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: rgb(236, 236, 236) 0px 1px 0px; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Não Vá Embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt" style="height: auto !important; margin-left: 140px; min-height: 619px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; width: 683px; z-index: 3;"&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra" style="font-size: 13px; height: auto !important; line-height: 1.5; min-height: 260px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-right: 400px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;E no meio de tanta gente eu encontrei você&lt;br /&gt;Entre tanta gente chata sem nenhuma graça, você veio&lt;br /&gt;E eu que pensava que não ia me apaixonar&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais na vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu podia ficar feio só perdido&lt;br /&gt;Mas com você eu fico muito mais bonito&lt;br /&gt;Mais esperto&lt;br /&gt;E podia estar tudo agora dando errado pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas com você dá certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;(Refrão):&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá, não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu podia estar sofrendo caído por aí&lt;br /&gt;Mas com você eu fico muito mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;Mais desperto&lt;br /&gt;Eu podia estar agora sem você&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não quero, não quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;(Refrão):&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá, não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais (2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marisa Monte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-7866775642523792091?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/7866775642523792091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/10/essa-diz-muitas-verdades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/7866775642523792091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/7866775642523792091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/10/essa-diz-muitas-verdades.html' title='Essa diz muitas verdades...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxEZ0kTe6Uc/TqIBXHbf9JI/AAAAAAAAG8s/qscHVk3DcA8/s72-c/100_7418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-6254392977628048549</id><published>2011-10-20T22:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:05:04.964-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiê'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te mereço&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um carinho envolve o meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto que é você, falando pra mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sussurrando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quente entre os dentes, letras tão gentis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Até vou acordar, pra não esquecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que eu sei de cor por ter você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por querer e merecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enquanto o sono é pouco e o sonho é bom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu entendo essa canção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hum, hum, hum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hum, hum, hum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Olho semi aberto escuto da janela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cidade acordar mas dentro do quarto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escuto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Você que como um anjo ensina ao respirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desse jeito mansinho e halito doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entregue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A amar e ao me abraçar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me apaixono ainda mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas se não me levantar e escrever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De manhã não vou lembrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E a amar e ao me abraçar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me apaixono ainda mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas se não me levantar e escrever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De manhã não vou lembrar, eu sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tiê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-6254392977628048549?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/6254392977628048549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/10/te-mereco-um-carinho-envolve-o-meu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6254392977628048549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6254392977628048549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/10/te-mereco-um-carinho-envolve-o-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-6935971217406005825</id><published>2011-10-20T18:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:51:55.845-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiê'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Mais uma música dedica ao meu amor verdadeiro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; padding-right: 295px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: rgb(236, 236, 236) 0px 1px 0px; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Te Valorizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; 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border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se eu pudesse mostrar o que você me deu&lt;br /&gt;Eu mandava embrulhar, chamaria de meu&lt;br /&gt;Melhor forma não há, pra guardar um amor&lt;br /&gt;Então preste atenção ou me compre uma flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vem, me faz um carinho, me toque mansinho,&lt;br /&gt;Me conta um segredo, me enche de beijo&lt;br /&gt;Depois vai descansar, outra forma não há&lt;br /&gt;Como eu te valorizo, eu te espero acordar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se eu ousar te contar o que eu sonhei&lt;br /&gt;Pode até engasgar, pagaria pra ver&lt;br /&gt;Melhor forma não há pra provar meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu te presto atenção, tento ser sua flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vem, te faço um carinho, eu te toco mansinho,&lt;br /&gt;Te conto um segredo, te encho de beijo&lt;br /&gt;Depois vou descansar, não vou te acompanhar&lt;br /&gt;Espero que entenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vem, te faço um carinho, te toco mansinho,&lt;br /&gt;Te conto um segredo ou te encho de beijo&lt;br /&gt;Depois vou descansar, não vou te acompanhar&lt;br /&gt;Espero que entenda e volte pra cá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13.5pt; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGXLpKg4_oA/TpWexbJJQlI/AAAAAAAAG8U/GvFXDVhwwos/s320/100_8851.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jNKiCRNTAQk/TpWfAXtxtFI/AAAAAAAAG8c/KQ-jrxRZk1s/s1600/100_8854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jNKiCRNTAQk/TpWfAXtxtFI/AAAAAAAAG8c/KQ-jrxRZk1s/s320/100_8854.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Adoro te preparar comidinhas e te observar degustando-as...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Me sinto plena assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Adoro te preparar Amor em pratos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-1804151680292301980?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/1804151680292301980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/10/amor-em-pratos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/1804151680292301980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/1804151680292301980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/10/amor-em-pratos.html' title='Amor em pratos.'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nBY6vgp9b8o/TpWdXMaxShI/AAAAAAAAG7c/qiDW8x9BjVM/s72-c/100_6379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-1700048438818193469</id><published>2011-09-27T22:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:58:51.595-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Meus olhos ficaram mareados ao ler esse poema e pensar em nós...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;A contagem do amor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;1,2,3,4,5:&lt;br /&gt;na&amp;nbsp;paisagem do tempo deixam vinco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6,7,8,9,10:&lt;br /&gt;a praia cada vez mais distante do convés?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11,12,13,14,15:&lt;br /&gt;de tão longe, nem há rima pra "inze"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16,17,18,19,20&lt;br /&gt;só mesmo se houver muito requinte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21,22,23,24,20 e ...&lt;br /&gt;performance tão alta nunca vi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois saibam todos vocês, entendedores&lt;br /&gt;de amor, que por cima dos amores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transitórios, medíocres, sem garra,&lt;br /&gt;um amor se levanta e não esbarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nas ferragens do tempo, antes floresce,&lt;br /&gt;a cada dia se aprimora e cresce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e viça e estende ramos frondejantes&lt;br /&gt;sobre a tranquila face dos amantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;que se beijam no doce ritual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do grande amor fiel e atemporal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em vinte e cinco rápidos e eternos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anos-minutos passionais e ternos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amor meu, teu amor - a mesma intensa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pura exaltação, na sede imensa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de infinito que cabe num momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de unidade perfeita, sentimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de que não pode a vida, o tempo, a dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aniquilar, querida, o nosso amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-1700048438818193469?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/1700048438818193469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/meus-olhos-ficaram-mareados-ao-ler-esse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/1700048438818193469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/1700048438818193469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/meus-olhos-ficaram-mareados-ao-ler-esse.html' title='Meus olhos ficaram mareados ao ler esse poema e pensar em nós...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-6072870481563841153</id><published>2011-09-21T00:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:01:00.242-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arnaldo Antunes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marisa Monte'/><title type='text'>Canção que lembra tudo que sinto por nós...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ainda bem&lt;br /&gt;Que agora encontrei você&lt;br /&gt;Eu realmente não sei&lt;br /&gt;O que eu fiz pra merecer&lt;br /&gt;Você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Dava nada por mim&lt;br /&gt;Quem dava, eu não tava a fim&lt;br /&gt;Até desacreditei&lt;br /&gt;De mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Já estava acostumado&lt;br /&gt;Com a solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem diria que a meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Você iria ficar&lt;br /&gt;Você veio pra ficar&lt;br /&gt;Você que me faz feliz&lt;br /&gt;Você que me faz cantar&lt;br /&gt;Assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Já estava aposentado&lt;br /&gt;Sem nenhuma ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tinha sido maltratado&lt;br /&gt;Tudo se transformou&lt;br /&gt;Agora você chegou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Você que me faz feliz&lt;br /&gt;Você que me faz cantar&lt;br /&gt;Assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; 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font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-l99BkZUeE/TnknXW505rI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/qrWDJiDpG20/s1600/CIMG1676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-l99BkZUeE/TnknXW505rI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/qrWDJiDpG20/s320/CIMG1676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-6072870481563841153?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/6072870481563841153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/cancao-que-lembra-tudo-que-sinto-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6072870481563841153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6072870481563841153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/cancao-que-lembra-tudo-que-sinto-por.html' title='Canção que lembra tudo que sinto por nós...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-l99BkZUeE/TnknXW505rI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/qrWDJiDpG20/s72-c/CIMG1676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-630334302239756524</id><published>2011-09-14T22:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:15:07.569-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px; line-height: normal;"&gt;Cérebros brilhantes também podem produzir grandes sofrimentos. É preciso educar os corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Dalai Lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-630334302239756524?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/630334302239756524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/cerebros-brilhantes-tambem-podem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/630334302239756524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/630334302239756524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/cerebros-brilhantes-tambem-podem.html' title=''/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-6924758102258442577</id><published>2011-09-12T21:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:20:21.569-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Ah... a saudade!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Saudade é um pouco como&amp;nbsp; fome. Só passa quando se come a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;presença. Mas às vezes a saudade é tão profunda que a presença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;é pouco; quer-se absorver a outra pessoa toda.&amp;nbsp;Essa vontade de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;um ser o outro para uma&amp;nbsp;unificação inteira é um dos sentimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;mais urgentes que se tem na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-6924758102258442577?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/6924758102258442577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/ah-saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6924758102258442577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6924758102258442577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/ah-saudade.html' title='Ah... a saudade!!!'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-4181302433960474689</id><published>2011-09-09T02:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T22:04:01.755-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adriana Calcanhotto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Canção que me faz lembrar de nós...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_oZIIyq_Q0/TmlkKOxsF-I/AAAAAAAAG7U/G_lMg8N1Pd4/s1600/100_7481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_oZIIyq_Q0/TmlkKOxsF-I/AAAAAAAAG7U/G_lMg8N1Pd4/s320/100_7481.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; padding-right: 295px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 26px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; text-shadow: rgb(236, 236, 236) 0px 1px 0px; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Aconteceu quando a gente não esperava&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu sem um sino pra tocar&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu diferente das histórias&lt;br /&gt;Que os romances e a memória&lt;br /&gt;Têm costume de contar&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu sem que o chão tivesse estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu sem um raio de luar&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor foi chegando de mansinho&lt;br /&gt;Se espalhou devagarinho&lt;br /&gt;Foi ficando até ficar&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu sem que o mundo agradecesse&lt;br /&gt;Sem que rosas florescessem&lt;br /&gt;Sem um canto de louvor&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu sem que houvesse nenhum drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; Só o tempo fez a cama&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Como em todo grande amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Adriana Calcanhotto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-4181302433960474689?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/4181302433960474689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/cancao-que-me-faz-lembrar-de-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/4181302433960474689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/4181302433960474689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/cancao-que-me-faz-lembrar-de-nos.html' title='Canção que me faz lembrar de nós...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_oZIIyq_Q0/TmlkKOxsF-I/AAAAAAAAG7U/G_lMg8N1Pd4/s72-c/100_7481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-8393265550282235693</id><published>2011-09-05T23:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T23:42:29.977-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Buarque'/><title type='text'>Mas acontece que eu sorri para ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M7Ej1bSIMzs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M7Ej1bSIMzs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-8393265550282235693?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/8393265550282235693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/mas-acontece-que-eu-sorri-para-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/8393265550282235693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/8393265550282235693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/mas-acontece-que-eu-sorri-para-ti.html' title='Mas acontece que eu sorri para ti...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-3493596696969219337</id><published>2011-09-02T18:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T19:00:51.324-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mila Ramos'/><title type='text'>Este traduz meus sentimentos de hoje...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Hoje, eu queria a altivez da onda,&lt;br /&gt;o brilho do sol,&lt;br /&gt;a imponência da montanha,&lt;br /&gt;a vastidão do mar...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso, e tu me notarias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, eu queria a suavidade do regato,&lt;br /&gt;a carícia do vento,&lt;br /&gt;a maciez da nuvem,&lt;br /&gt;a ternura da lua...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso, e tu me sentirias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, eu queria a doçura do mel,&lt;br /&gt;a beleza da flor,&lt;br /&gt;a meiguice do pássaro,&lt;br /&gt;o calor do verão findando.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso, e tu me aceitarias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, eu me queria assim,&lt;br /&gt;terna e romântica,&lt;br /&gt;altiva e luminosa,&lt;br /&gt;suave e morna...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso, e tu me amarias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mila Ramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-3493596696969219337?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/3493596696969219337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/este-traduz-meus-sentimentos-de-hoje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/3493596696969219337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/3493596696969219337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/09/este-traduz-meus-sentimentos-de-hoje.html' title='Este traduz meus sentimentos de hoje...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-4116256041102250591</id><published>2011-08-30T19:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T19:56:28.378-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo Neruda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Adoro esse poema...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: black; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Se sou amado,&lt;br /&gt;quanto mais amado&lt;br /&gt;mais correspondo ao amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sou esquecido,&lt;br /&gt;devo esquecer também,&lt;br /&gt;Pois amor é feito espelho:&lt;br /&gt;-tem que ter reflexo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: black; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-4116256041102250591?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/4116256041102250591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/adoro-esse-poema.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/4116256041102250591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/4116256041102250591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/adoro-esse-poema.html' title='Adoro esse poema...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-6249680380473257606</id><published>2011-08-29T20:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T20:47:20.271-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernanda Young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Poeminha depois de nosso primeiro aniversário...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Caso você queira posso passar seu terno,&lt;br /&gt;aquele que você não usa por estar amarrotado.&lt;br /&gt;Costuro as suas meias para o longo inverno...&lt;br /&gt;Use capa de chuva, não quero ter você molhado.&lt;br /&gt;Se de noite fizer aquele tão esperado frio&lt;br /&gt;poderei cobrir-lhe com meu corpo inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;E verás como a minha pele de algodão macio,&lt;br /&gt;agora quente, será fresca quando for janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Nos meses de outono eu varro a sua varanda,&lt;br /&gt;para deitarmos debaixo de todos os planetas.&lt;br /&gt;O meu cheiro te acolherá com toques de lavanda&lt;br /&gt;- Em mim há outras mulheres e algumas ninfetas -&lt;br /&gt;Depois plantarei para ti margaridas da primavera&lt;br /&gt;e aí no meu corpo somente você e leves vestidos,&lt;br /&gt;para serem tirados pelo seu total desejo de quimera.&lt;br /&gt;- Os meus desejos, irei ver nos seus olhos refletidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Fernanda Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-6249680380473257606?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/6249680380473257606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/poeminha-depois-de-nosso-primeiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6249680380473257606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6249680380473257606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/poeminha-depois-de-nosso-primeiro.html' title='Poeminha depois de nosso primeiro aniversário...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-8727239735613191292</id><published>2011-08-25T22:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T20:02:06.073-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Um poema singelo que fiz para ti... em homenagem por um ano de estrelas borboletas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Teus beijos são portais encantados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;que me conduzem por dimensões iluminadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;pelo brilho de mil estrelas prateadas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;me iniciam em sentimentos que antes só foram sonhados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Me levam a viver outras vidas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;que dentro de mim são sentidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;e assim transformam em sinfonia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;o que antes era apenas melancolia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Basta o leve toque celeste de seus lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;e subitamente sou Penélope, agitada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;nos braços de Ulisses depois da longa batalha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sou Raquel, em seu leito nupcial casto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;após catorze anos de espera por Jacó e seu amor vasto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sou Guinevere ao observar Lancelot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;em silêncio, sem tocá-lo... seu consorte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sou Julieta vivenciando o estupor do amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sendo adorada por Romeu no mais belo esplendor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sou Helena raptada por Páris,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;conhecendo a felicidade em outros mares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sou Psique ao descobrir que seu marido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;em segredo mantido, era o próprio Cupido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Assim, em seus lábios alusivos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ao amor, encontro atrativos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;dons... Me descubro por inteira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sou Juliana, feliz, plena, serena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;enleando o amor, a magnitude, a tranquilidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;nos braços do Tago, meu amor de verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Juliana do Espírito Santo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-8727239735613191292?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/8727239735613191292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/um-poema-singelo-que-fiz-para-ti-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/8727239735613191292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/8727239735613191292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/um-poema-singelo-que-fiz-para-ti-em.html' title='Um poema singelo que fiz para ti... em homenagem por um ano de estrelas borboletas...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-6846835462767970830</id><published>2011-08-15T22:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:30:54.070-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roseana Murray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Sempre que leio esse poema penso em você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMWkLtO7yTg/TknHAFftbEI/AAAAAAAAG6s/mA7azmpSMFg/s1600/100_7578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMWkLtO7yTg/TknHAFftbEI/AAAAAAAAG6s/mA7azmpSMFg/s320/100_7578.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff4ca;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="50%"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="texto_poemas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SINOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;quando estava só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nos meus vastos campos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de machucadas orquídeas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e à noite bebia em taças opacas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estrelas líquidas e passado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e o vento do deserto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me alcançava trazendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o rumor dos mortos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você chegou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;com vassoura de luz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;varreu a casa e limpou os sinos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roseana Murray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-6846835462767970830?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/6846835462767970830/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/sempre-que-leio-esse-poema-penso-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6846835462767970830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/6846835462767970830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/sempre-que-leio-esse-poema-penso-em.html' title='Sempre que leio esse poema penso em você...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMWkLtO7yTg/TknHAFftbEI/AAAAAAAAG6s/mA7azmpSMFg/s72-c/100_7578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-3346678507304895700</id><published>2011-08-10T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:35:49.696-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruy Espinheira Filho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Para você.... somente você.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;É muito tarde para não te amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Tudo o que ouço é o sopro do teu nome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;O que sinto é teu corpo, que consome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;- presente,ausente - o meu corpo.Luar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;em que me abraso, morro: teu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;ofuscando memórias, onde some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;um mundo, e outro se ergue. Sede, fome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;e esperança.Ah, para não te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;é tão tarde que tudo é já distância,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;que só respiro este luar que me arde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;este sopro sem praias do teu nome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ixhfw9="584" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tta8xv="571"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;esta pedra em que pulsa e medra a ânsia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;e esta aura, enfim, em que me envolve( é tarde!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;o que és -&amp;nbsp;presente, ausente - e me consome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Ruy Espinheira Filho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-3346678507304895700?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/3346678507304895700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/para-voce-somente-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/3346678507304895700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/3346678507304895700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/08/para-voce-somente-voce.html' title='Para você.... somente você.'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-1214272661825293085</id><published>2011-05-18T20:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:50:41.186-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roseana Murray'/><title type='text'>Ao meu capitão do céu estrelado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu quero te contar&lt;br /&gt;a minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;espalhar&amp;nbsp;na mesa&lt;br /&gt;os vidrinhos as lãs&lt;br /&gt;com que fiei meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;e te falarei dos meus infernos&lt;br /&gt;e precipícios,&lt;br /&gt;de quantas mortes morri&lt;br /&gt;enquanto me olhavas no espelho.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero te falar&lt;br /&gt;de longas esperas&lt;br /&gt;em plataformas vazias,&lt;br /&gt;te falar de um trem&lt;br /&gt;que nunca chegava,&lt;br /&gt;de um navio de areia&lt;br /&gt;escorrendo entre os dedos.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero te contar&lt;br /&gt;a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;em suas insignificantes&lt;br /&gt;nuances,&lt;br /&gt;sem esconder os fantasmas&lt;br /&gt;nos bolsos internos da alma.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero te contar&lt;br /&gt;a minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;no que ela tem de náusea&lt;br /&gt;e desejo,&lt;br /&gt;amassando as palavras&lt;br /&gt;como se fossem de argila.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero te falar&lt;br /&gt;dos ventos que embaralhavam&lt;br /&gt;a casa,&lt;br /&gt;das minhas caixas e cofres&lt;br /&gt;das minhas magoadas estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero te falar&lt;br /&gt;da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;como se escrevesse em tua &lt;br /&gt;pele&lt;br /&gt;e me inscrevesse nela&lt;br /&gt;porque em algum recanto&lt;br /&gt;sombrio&lt;br /&gt;a minha vida tem folhas,&lt;br /&gt;que são da tua&lt;br /&gt;e não me pertence apenas&lt;br /&gt;o meu cotidiano,&lt;br /&gt;é feito com a mesma&lt;br /&gt;esgarçada renda do teu&lt;br /&gt;e nesse lugar&lt;br /&gt;à beira do imaginário&lt;br /&gt;nos encontramos&lt;br /&gt;e bebemos da mesma fonte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roseana Murray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-1214272661825293085?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/1214272661825293085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/05/ao-meu-capitao-do-ceu-estrelado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/1214272661825293085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/1214272661825293085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/05/ao-meu-capitao-do-ceu-estrelado.html' title='Ao meu capitão do céu estrelado...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-7893143965254397351</id><published>2011-05-13T19:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T19:27:40.113-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>... fazer dos livros minha morada ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1LBaruqCELQ/Tc2u9s7yZeI/AAAAAAAAG5w/e3a4CZSJOIY/s1600/100E6606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1LBaruqCELQ/Tc2u9s7yZeI/AAAAAAAAG5w/e3a4CZSJOIY/s320/100E6606.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;... junto com a pessoa amada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-7893143965254397351?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/7893143965254397351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/05/fazer-dos-livros-minha-morada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/7893143965254397351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/7893143965254397351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/05/fazer-dos-livros-minha-morada.html' title='... fazer dos livros minha morada ....'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1LBaruqCELQ/Tc2u9s7yZeI/AAAAAAAAG5w/e3a4CZSJOIY/s72-c/100E6606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-9087637756432979783</id><published>2011-05-11T21:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T21:17:20.788-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mila Ramos'/><title type='text'>Outro poema lindo, que me faz pensar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu tropecei estradas,&lt;br /&gt;Escorreguei ladeiras,&lt;br /&gt;Encharquei caminhos sob a chuva fina,&lt;br /&gt;Suei picadas nas febres do mormaço,&lt;br /&gt;Sustentei de poeira meu cansaço.&lt;br /&gt;Da vida, fiz andanças,&lt;br /&gt;Mochilas, fiz mudanças,andei!&lt;br /&gt;Como molhei de suor meu coração!&lt;br /&gt;Quanto, à deriva, pisei-me no meu pranto...&lt;br /&gt;E caminhava mais!&lt;br /&gt;Estrepes e espinhos marcaram cicatrizes&lt;br /&gt;Na paisagem parda e sem matizes,&lt;br /&gt;Onde o querer andar, desgovernado e trôpego,&lt;br /&gt;Perdia-me no perdido dos caminhos.&lt;br /&gt;Cansei!&lt;br /&gt;Parei à sombra de uma vida&lt;br /&gt;E, delirando, sonhei que era minha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Vem!&lt;br /&gt;Eu fui!&lt;br /&gt;Era um caminho novo, verde e lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Desvairada corri, liberta e nua,&lt;br /&gt;Abrindo os braços,&lt;br /&gt;Enlouquecida, solta, céu e lua,&lt;br /&gt;Para abraçar tu'alma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te tocava,quase,&lt;br /&gt;Quando o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Rasgou-se em dois atalhos:&lt;br /&gt;Tu seguias por um, suave e leve,&lt;br /&gt;E me apontavas o outro, gelo,neve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma esgazeou-se.&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração, vestido de mendigo,&lt;br /&gt;Despertou suado, morno, empoeirado,&lt;br /&gt;Na brisa velha de um velho vento antigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mila Ramos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-9087637756432979783?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/9087637756432979783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/05/outro-poema-lindo-que-me-faz-pensar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/9087637756432979783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/9087637756432979783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/05/outro-poema-lindo-que-me-faz-pensar.html' title='Outro poema lindo, que me faz pensar....'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-370329221433494656</id><published>2011-04-30T23:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T23:07:17.930-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mila Ramos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Este é um poema de Mila Ramos,&amp;nbsp;que ao me deparar com ele logo pensei em meu caro e em tudo o que sinto por ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;SERENIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tu me ensinaste a amar mansamente,&lt;br /&gt;Sem espera,sem pressa, sem angústia,&lt;br /&gt;Amor que não exige,&lt;br /&gt;Amor que não reclama,&lt;br /&gt;Amor que nem se atreve mais&lt;br /&gt;A repetir que ama,ama,ama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tu me ensinaste a amar mansamente,&lt;br /&gt;Em silêncio, serena, imóvel,calma.&lt;br /&gt;Como te chamarei,&lt;br /&gt;Amor de quietude,&lt;br /&gt;Amor que nem se atreve mais&lt;br /&gt;A esperar,amor que não se ilude...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mas é tão falsa essa serenidade,&lt;br /&gt;Tão frágil,inútil,mascarada,&lt;br /&gt;Que mal resiste a um riso teu&lt;br /&gt;E já se sente amada!&lt;br /&gt;De novo, um turbilhão me invade a alma,&lt;br /&gt;A agitação me possui, viro tormenta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mar que te anseia e arrebenta&lt;br /&gt;Em tua paz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Depois, voltando à calma,&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor se recolhe,&lt;br /&gt;A mansidão perdura,&lt;br /&gt;E serena,amando espero,&lt;br /&gt;Teu novo gesto de ternura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mila Ramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-370329221433494656?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/370329221433494656/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/04/este-e-um-poema-de-mila-ramos-ao-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/370329221433494656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/370329221433494656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/04/este-e-um-poema-de-mila-ramos-ao-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-1565767330287688257</id><published>2011-04-30T22:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T13:26:40.184-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retrato'/><title type='text'>Mais um pouco de Ohhhh!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tp5oV4dYVpc/Tby8fpIWc7I/AAAAAAAAG5c/SCOWMdBv3RQ/s1600/Digitalizar0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tp5oV4dYVpc/Tby8fpIWc7I/AAAAAAAAG5c/SCOWMdBv3RQ/s320/Digitalizar0001.jpg" width="212px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Outro retrato meu, feita pelo meu artista preferido em todo mundo.... em nosso primeiro reveillon juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-1565767330287688257?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/1565767330287688257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/04/mais-um-pouco-de-ohhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/1565767330287688257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/1565767330287688257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/04/mais-um-pouco-de-ohhhh.html' title='Mais um pouco de Ohhhh!!!!!'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tp5oV4dYVpc/Tby8fpIWc7I/AAAAAAAAG5c/SCOWMdBv3RQ/s72-c/Digitalizar0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-4708119834289869543</id><published>2011-04-30T22:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T22:45:52.335-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BAq-quVaITw/Tby6zwGq5KI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/vTL33xuiqmc/s1600/Retrato.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BAq-quVaITw/Tby6zwGq5KI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/vTL33xuiqmc/s320/Retrato.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Esse retrato foi feito por meu querido, esta sou eu, feliz ao lado dele....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sinto muito orgulho deste retrato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-4708119834289869543?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/4708119834289869543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/4708119834289869543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/4708119834289869543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh.html' title='Oh!!!!'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BAq-quVaITw/Tby6zwGq5KI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/vTL33xuiqmc/s72-c/Retrato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-2350252950397344879</id><published>2011-04-30T22:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T22:37:30.318-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um novo quase poema... para meu caro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Durante anos vaguei, &lt;br /&gt;do campo à cidade,&lt;br /&gt;do céu ao inferno,&lt;br /&gt;procurando por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a alma calejada&lt;br /&gt;desisti da procura,&lt;br /&gt;esqueci de mim,&lt;br /&gt;congelei meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foi nesse ponto,&lt;br /&gt;quando afugentei a fantasia&lt;br /&gt;e resignada, suplantei&lt;br /&gt;o devaneio da felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que entrou em minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;desanuviou o amor,&lt;br /&gt;purificaste as feridas &lt;br /&gt;e me fizeste tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tornaste-te o corifeu&lt;br /&gt;dos meus sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Mostrou-me os castelos,&lt;br /&gt;a lua e as estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocaste a canção secreta&lt;br /&gt;que degelou meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;o postou a seus pés,&lt;br /&gt;o embalaste no encantamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigo agora sendo tua,&lt;br /&gt;suas vontades sendo minhas,&lt;br /&gt;minha alegria em seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;o meu sonho em sua porta."&lt;br /&gt;Juliana do Espírito Santo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-2350252950397344879?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/2350252950397344879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/04/um-novo-quase-poema-para-meu-caro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/2350252950397344879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/2350252950397344879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/04/um-novo-quase-poema-para-meu-caro.html' title='Um novo quase poema... para meu caro.'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-8075833137204867781</id><published>2011-03-26T18:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:45:49.337-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>Um quase poema que fiz para meu querido...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A tarde começa a cair, &lt;br /&gt;a brisa arrepia minha pele, &lt;br /&gt;sua ausência lacrimeja meus olhos &lt;br /&gt;e indefine meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;Arde em minha alma&lt;br /&gt;a vontade de estar em seus braços,&lt;br /&gt;de fazer suas vontades&lt;br /&gt;e de ser sua... &lt;br /&gt;simplesmente e puramente sua,&lt;br /&gt;como ninguém mais pode ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910384919767576741-8075833137204867781?l=sobreoquesera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/feeds/8075833137204867781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-quase-poema-que-fiz-para-meu-querido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/8075833137204867781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910384919767576741/posts/default/8075833137204867781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobreoquesera.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-quase-poema-que-fiz-para-meu-querido.html' title='Um quase poema que fiz para meu querido...'/><author><name>Juliana Espírito Santo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09144694138404913836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH6j5Nhv6qw/TlwqTRLfQ0I/AAAAAAAAG64/B-OJ5iGkD_E/s220/Retrato.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910384919767576741.post-2066747479334049141</id><published>2011-01-23T19:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T16:37:26.733-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='férias'/><title type='text'>O fim está próximo!!!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Calma, ainda não é o fim do mundo, este está sendo esperado para o próximo ano... É o fim das minhas férias a que me refiro, sim o fim dos dias dolce far niente.... de acordar até tarde, ficar enrolando na cama, fazer comidinhas gostosas para aquela pessoa especial e ficar apreciando ele saborear sua comida, nunca pensei que este simples fato me desse tanto prazer... O amor é algo estranho, quando começamos a pensar nele e nas mudanças que ele opera em nossa vida... Coisas que você achava tonta e sem sentido começam a te fazer feliz. Até mesmo os pequenos e penosos trabalhos domésticos você começa a fazer com prazer, somente porque é para ele. Pensar em pequenos detalhes que o farão feliz me faz feliz. 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