<?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-2976754230345855907</id><updated>2012-02-12T00:32:28.078-08:00</updated><category term='latin music'/><category term='musica latina'/><category term='kitaro'/><category term='amigos'/><category term='Saint Seiya anime'/><category term='pessoal'/><category term='Yumi&apos;s musics'/><category term='Lara Fabian'/><category term='Lope de Vega (España)'/><category term='italian music'/><category term='Congreso de Salsa en Brasil'/><category term='Dalila'/><category term='bachata'/><category term='Alejandro Sanz'/><category term='Fotos'/><category term='Cumbia argentina'/><category term='Salsa'/><category term='Alex Santos&apos;s poems'/><category term='Salsa Cubana'/><category term='Merengue'/><category term='desenvolvimento econômico'/><category term='Jon Anderson'/><category term='poema'/><category term='Lisbon forever'/><category term='futebol'/><category term='economia'/><category term='universidades'/><category term='empreendedorismo'/><category term='music - música'/><category term='Laura Pausini per Sempre'/><category term='Sonora Carruseles'/><category term='Argentina'/><category term='pesquisas'/><category term='Marc Anthony'/><category term='world cup'/><category term='Seiji Yokoyama&apos;s music'/><category term='estudos'/><category term='Andrea Bocelli'/><category term='Seiji Yokoyama'/><category term='Julieta Venegas'/><category term='international music'/><category term='Jovanotte'/><category term='copa del mundo'/><category term='Vangelis'/><category term='pesquisa científica'/><category term='Laura Pausini&apos;s music'/><category term='poesia de Alex Latino'/><category term='Lisboa para Sempre'/><title type='text'>Alex Latino</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog by Alex Santos, "el Latino"
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&lt;br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-3205550400428468658</id><published>2011-02-18T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:33:33.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia de Alex Latino'/><title type='text'>De ti divino proviene el Amor - Poesia Latina</title><content type='html'>De ti divino proviene el Amor&lt;br /&gt;(Alex Latino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mote)&lt;br /&gt;De ti divino proviene,&lt;br /&gt;Amor, que pronto se siente,&lt;br /&gt;En buena hora adviene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Coplas)&lt;br /&gt;Amando siempre me vistes,&lt;br /&gt;!Oh, Señora! Desd' el cielo,&lt;br /&gt;Vistes siempre mi desvelo,&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor sencillo tuvistes.&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor, que a mi ilumina,&lt;br /&gt;Es luz mayor que se siente,&lt;br /&gt;De ti divino proviene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantando siempre me vistes,&lt;br /&gt;Querida ninfa del cielo.&lt;br /&gt;Todo en la vida renego&lt;br /&gt;Por este canto sublime.&lt;br /&gt;Todo el dolor suavisa,&lt;br /&gt;Esa voz, himno clemente,&lt;br /&gt;Amor, que pronto se siente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así, amando, cantando,&lt;br /&gt;En tu fiel me convierto, &lt;br /&gt;Cierto que Amor es acierto,&lt;br /&gt;Mismo sufriendo esperando.&lt;br /&gt;Amor que todo sublima,&lt;br /&gt;? Qué más carece la gente?&lt;br /&gt;En buena hora adviene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;Este amor, que em mim renasce&lt;br /&gt;(Alex Latino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mote)&lt;br /&gt;Este amor, que em mim renasce,&lt;br /&gt;Nestes versos canto e digo,&lt;br /&gt;Linda Tamis, vos dedico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Voltas)&lt;br /&gt;Amor que a mim se preza&lt;br /&gt;Cedo nasce e frutifica,&lt;br /&gt;Todo esforço justifica,&lt;br /&gt;Luta, espera, ora acerta.&lt;br /&gt;Este amor, que em mim renasce,&lt;br /&gt;Como arte é luz que cria&lt;br /&gt;E, ardente, em vós se via.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dou fé que, nos céus, nos vimos&lt;br /&gt;N' outr' idade, n' outro tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Érais luz, eu firmamento,&lt;br /&gt;Junto à Terra nos partimos.&lt;br /&gt;Logo em vosso amor divino&lt;br /&gt;E humano também fico,&lt;br /&gt;Nestes versos canto e digo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda ninfa, que das artes&lt;br /&gt;Sois rainha certamente,&lt;br /&gt;Vosso beijo novamente&lt;br /&gt;Eu vos peço de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;'Arte e alma, amor ardente,&lt;br /&gt;Luz e fogo', canto e digo,&lt;br /&gt;Linda Tamis, vos dedico.&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;Amor, que vai e volta, fica&lt;br /&gt;(Alex Latino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mote)&lt;br /&gt;Amor, que vai e volta, fica,&lt;br /&gt;Em nobre alma frutifica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Voltas)&lt;br /&gt;Amor, que alma escraviza,&lt;br /&gt;Seus danos já bem conheço:&lt;br /&gt;No amador nasce primeiro,&lt;br /&gt;Ora cresce e se eterniza.&lt;br /&gt;Mas seu preço bem percebo:&lt;br /&gt;Se em amada não germina,&lt;br /&gt;Amor, que vai e volta, fica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amador no ser amado&lt;br /&gt;Se transforma, se converte,&lt;br /&gt;Se sincero, se engrandesse&lt;br /&gt;Esse Amor tão bem cuidado.&lt;br /&gt;Como fértil grão silvestre,&lt;br /&gt;Amor nasce, cresce e fica,&lt;br /&gt;Em nobre alma frutifica.&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;Penitência por Amor e Fé&lt;br /&gt;(Alex Latino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhor Jesus, Supremo Mestre e Santo&lt;br /&gt;Vós que guiastes a humana gente,&lt;br /&gt;Vós que encinastes a arte clemente&lt;br /&gt;Do Amor e da Fé, do Perdão. Em pranto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visão tristonha do Calvário tenho,&lt;br /&gt;Vós, que por Amor à humanidade,&lt;br /&gt;Amor desconhecido em toda parte&lt;br /&gt;Sofrestes do açoite, em rude lenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convosco me entrego, sofro penitência,&lt;br /&gt;Mas declaro, Senhor, por Amor ter pecado,&lt;br /&gt;Me faltando Vossa Luz onipotente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como a Judas e a Pedro destes clemência,&lt;br /&gt;Dai-me, Senhor, o Perdão aqui rogado,&lt;br /&gt;Inspira à Musa o Amor novamente.&lt;br /&gt;..........................................&lt;br /&gt;Soneto de Amor &lt;br /&gt;(Alex Latino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suenan trés violines en el cielo,&lt;br /&gt;Bellos, puros y vagos; dulcemente&lt;br /&gt;Los tocan trés ninfas lindamente.&lt;br /&gt;De la tierra las miro claramente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bién oigo la celeste melodía,&lt;br /&gt;Me hace olvidar la melancolía&lt;br /&gt;De esta humana y dura, triste vida,&lt;br /&gt;Sin el amor de Támis, señora mía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"__ Veo que de Amor llóras, !oh, gran varón!&lt;br /&gt;Soy Diana, ninfa de los amantes,&lt;br /&gt;Y protetora de los suplicantes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"__ Dímelo, corazón, cómo ayudarte."&lt;br /&gt;"__ Ah! Bella, pero gracias, siga cantante...;&lt;br /&gt;Que a Támis mi Amor ya no persuade."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-3205550400428468658?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/3205550400428468658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=3205550400428468658' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3205550400428468658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3205550400428468658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2011/02/de-ti-divino-proviene-el-amor-poesia.html' title='De ti divino proviene el Amor - Poesia Latina'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-7216181622270049032</id><published>2010-10-09T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T09:43:37.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Congreso de Salsa en Brasil'/><title type='text'>X Salsa Congress - El congreso de salsa en Brasil</title><content type='html'>Y Salsa Open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TLCavOxtZ8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/S236vQG_g5w/s1600/salsacongress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526086878994720706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TLCavOxtZ8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/S236vQG_g5w/s400/salsacongress.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;!Hola muchachas y muchachos! Venho aqui publicar o maior evento de salsa no Brasil, que ocorrerá em nossa Sao Paulo a partir do dia 29/10. A diversidade é evidente nesta que é a 10a. ediçao do evento, organizado pela companhia Conexion Caribe, para mim o melhor grupo salsero do Brasil. Deixo inclusive minhas saldaçoes a mi maestro Ricardo Garcia e nosso amigo Humberto, que além de gigantes bailarinos e mestres de salsa, estão sempre envolvidos nesse evento tão importante para a veiculaçao do ritmo musical mais caliente y bailante del mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Todos ya están envitados! Adelante, bailadores! jajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta la proxima!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salsacongress.com.br/"&gt;http://www.salsacongress.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2976754230345855907-7216181622270049032?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/7216181622270049032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=7216181622270049032' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7216181622270049032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7216181622270049032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2010/10/x-salsa-congress-el-congreso-de-salsa.html' title='X Salsa Congress - El congreso de salsa en Brasil'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TLCavOxtZ8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/S236vQG_g5w/s72-c/salsacongress.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6906536047289459190</id><published>2010-08-19T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:08:02.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cumbia argentina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Argentina'/><title type='text'>Argentina de mucha emoción!</title><content type='html'>Lindos recuerdos de ti, mi Buenos Aires! La gente simpatica, mis amigas muy queridas, la cumbia de San Telmo, el clima del Puerto Madero, la historia de un pueblo valente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya espero volverte, Buenos Aires de Argentina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1xDbzHmgI/AAAAAAAAAcU/39bKRTDOx1k/s1600/ba3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1xDbzHmgI/AAAAAAAAAcU/39bKRTDOx1k/s400/ba3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507182223159695874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1wzb_9hzI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2n4WYT77cLU/s1600/ba4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1wzb_9hzI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2n4WYT77cLU/s400/ba4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507181948335654706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1y5In2ksI/AAAAAAAAAcs/kzYbP0uKEPo/s1600/ba2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1y5In2ksI/AAAAAAAAAcs/kzYbP0uKEPo/s400/ba2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507184245236732610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1yyduCfHI/AAAAAAAAAck/0ZiGEVzdfgQ/s1600/ba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1yyduCfHI/AAAAAAAAAck/0ZiGEVzdfgQ/s400/ba1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507184130640739442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1wdd6A5lI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1iz8yAMEo6A/s1600/ba5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1wdd6A5lI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1iz8yAMEo6A/s400/ba5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507181570890458706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1wT1c87aI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9E3kmyqNVOw/s1600/ba6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507181405412322722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1wT1c87aI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9E3kmyqNVOw/s400/ba6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6906536047289459190?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6906536047289459190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6906536047289459190' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6906536047289459190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6906536047289459190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2010/08/argentina-de-mucha-emocion.html' title='Argentina de mucha emoción!'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/TG1xDbzHmgI/AAAAAAAAAcU/39bKRTDOx1k/s72-c/ba3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-2373324531843654128</id><published>2010-07-18T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T12:01:07.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marc Anthony'/><title type='text'>Salsa - Y hubo alguién</title><content type='html'>Marc Anthony&lt;br /&gt;(siempre salsa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente te da&lt;br /&gt;por volverme a buscar&lt;br /&gt;por hablar de los dos&lt;br /&gt;y salir a cenar&lt;br /&gt;Tal parece que yo&lt;br /&gt;te hice falta de más&lt;br /&gt;que no fuiste feliz&lt;br /&gt;con tu otra mitad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente te da&lt;br /&gt;por volver a sentir&lt;br /&gt;quien es el que en verdad&lt;br /&gt;sabe hacerte feliz&lt;br /&gt;Pero se te olvidó&lt;br /&gt;que al marcharte de aquí&lt;br /&gt;Yo quedé igual que tú&lt;br /&gt;libre para elegir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y hubo alguien&lt;br /&gt;que se encargó de darme todo cada tarde&lt;br /&gt;que se moría por llenarme de detalles&lt;br /&gt;y palabras amables&lt;br /&gt;Si hubo alguien&lt;br /&gt;que mientras tú vivías tu vida&lt;br /&gt;muy aparte&lt;br /&gt;Se encargaba de la mía con coraje&lt;br /&gt;y logró conquistarme&lt;br /&gt;Y a ese alguien&lt;br /&gt;una noche de locura interminable&lt;br /&gt;Le entregué mi cariño&lt;br /&gt;mi cuerpo, mi alma, mi mente&lt;br /&gt;y mi ser&lt;br /&gt;Como tú ya lo sabes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente te da&lt;br /&gt;por romper a llorar&lt;br /&gt;por decir que jamás&lt;br /&gt;me pudiste olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Pero se te pasó&lt;br /&gt;que al marcharte de aquí&lt;br /&gt;Yo quedé igual que tú&lt;br /&gt;libre para elegir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y hubo alguien&lt;br /&gt;que se encargó de darme todo cada tarde&lt;br /&gt;que se moría por llenarme de detalles&lt;br /&gt;y palabras amables&lt;br /&gt;Si hubo alguien&lt;br /&gt;que mientras tú vivías tu vida&lt;br /&gt;muy aparte&lt;br /&gt;Se encargaba de la mía con coraje&lt;br /&gt;y logró conquistarme&lt;br /&gt;Y a ese alguien&lt;br /&gt;una noche de locura interminable&lt;br /&gt;Le entregué mi cariño&lt;br /&gt;mi cuerpo, mi alma, mi mente&lt;br /&gt;y mi ser&lt;br /&gt;Como tú ya lo sabes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Se te olvidó decirme adiós)&lt;br /&gt;(Se te olvidó decirme adiós)&lt;br /&gt;(Y hubo alguien)&lt;br /&gt;Alguien que llenó mis días y mis noches&lt;br /&gt;con una nueva ilusión&lt;br /&gt;(Se te olvidó decirme adiós)&lt;br /&gt;(Se te olvidó decirme adiós)&lt;br /&gt;(Y hubo alguien)&lt;br /&gt;Se te olvidó decirme adiós&lt;br /&gt;y abría mis puertas para otro amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ella me da tanto)&lt;br /&gt;Tú me dejaste ir&lt;br /&gt;(Me da mucho amor)&lt;br /&gt;Y no pensaste en mí&lt;br /&gt;(Y mucho calor)&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora no puedes vivr&lt;br /&gt;sola, sin mí&lt;br /&gt;Ahora hay alguien que me da&lt;br /&gt;mucho amor y un cariño&lt;br /&gt;sincero, perfecto y bonito&lt;br /&gt;tú ves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Que lloré, te digo que lloré que lloré)&lt;br /&gt;(Que lloré, te digo que lloré que lloré)&lt;br /&gt;(Qué lloré)&lt;br /&gt;Deconsolado&lt;br /&gt;triste y desesperado&lt;br /&gt;Tú no pensaste en mi pena&lt;br /&gt;y te marcharste, mi nena&lt;br /&gt;Llora que te llora&lt;br /&gt;Llora que te llora&lt;br /&gt;Pero ya no me importas&lt;br /&gt;Oh......&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora no puedes vivr&lt;br /&gt;sola, sin mí....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-2373324531843654128?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/2373324531843654128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=2373324531843654128' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2373324531843654128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2373324531843654128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2010/07/salsa-y-hubo-alguien.html' title='Salsa - Y hubo alguién'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6760787922719143893</id><published>2010-07-05T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:38:47.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bachata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latin music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica latina'/><title type='text'>Me vuelvo loca - É tempo de Bachata!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Me vuelvo loca&lt;/b&gt; - Hispanico Latino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quería mucho estar contigo,&lt;br /&gt;(Esta es  la historia de un corazón espinado)&lt;br /&gt;Para siempre tú, para siempre tú&lt;br /&gt;(que  no tiene tampoco la mirada de su amor)&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira, mira, mira, mira,  mira pero&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira, mira, mira, mira, mira pero&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira,  mira, mira, mira, mira pero&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira, mira, mira, mira, mira pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo  puedes no escuchar&lt;br /&gt;lo que digo en este momento?&lt;br /&gt;Si no me puedes  más amar,&lt;br /&gt;esta noche es un tormento&lt;br /&gt;Yo me voy. Adiós, querido&lt;br /&gt;y  solamente ahora te digo&lt;br /&gt;tal vez, cuando lo creo,&lt;br /&gt;hecho al correo  mis excusas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quería mucho estar contigo,&lt;br /&gt;y me vuelvo loca,  loca&lt;br /&gt;para siempre tú,&lt;br /&gt;Yo te digo: te quiero&lt;br /&gt;Yo te pongo mi  cuento cariñoso&lt;br /&gt;que alguien …… escuchar, mi amor&lt;br /&gt;yo te digo te  quiero y te amo, mi peligroso amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira, mira, mira, mira,  mira pero&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira, mira, mira, mira, mira pero&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira,  mira, mira, mira, mira pero&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira, mira, mira, mira, mira pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo  puedo a ti contar&lt;br /&gt;lo que siento en este momento,&lt;br /&gt;si ya no quieres  más hablar&lt;br /&gt;de lo que ha sido hasta este tiempo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me voy.  Adiós, querido&lt;br /&gt;y solamente ahora te digo&lt;br /&gt;tal vez, cuando lo creo,&lt;br /&gt;hecho  al correo mis excusas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quería mucho estar contigo,&lt;br /&gt;y me  vuelvo loca, loca&lt;br /&gt;para siempre tú, yo te digo: te quiero&lt;br /&gt;Yo te  pongo mi cuento cariñoso&lt;br /&gt;que alguien …… escuchar, mi amor&lt;br /&gt;yo te  digo te quiero y te amo, mi peligroso amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira, mira,  mira, mira, mira pero&lt;br /&gt;Mira, mira, mira, mira, mira, mira pero&lt;br /&gt;Mira,  mira, mira, mira, mira, mira pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me vuelvo loca&lt;br /&gt;Para  siempre tú&lt;br /&gt;Y me vuelvo loca&lt;br /&gt;Para siempre tú&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quería mucho  estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;(Esta es la historia de un corazón espinado)&lt;br /&gt;Para  siempre tú, para siempre tú&lt;br /&gt;(que no tiene tampoco la mirada de su  amor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6760787922719143893?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6760787922719143893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6760787922719143893' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6760787922719143893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6760787922719143893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2010/07/me-vuelvo-loca-e-tempo-de-bachata.html' title='Me vuelvo loca - É tempo de Bachata!'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6045114126151720798</id><published>2010-06-14T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T19:31:03.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copa del mundo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futebol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world cup'/><title type='text'>Special World Cup - Pasión mundial!</title><content type='html'>El futebol es una pasion mundial, no hay duda. Tanto que en estes dias del mayor torneo futebolista del mundo, uno de los mayores hechos del esporte mundial, que vengo aca rememorar con nuestros amigos del mundo algunos de los momentos mas estupendos de otras copas mundiales que tengo visto. Espero que todos se gusten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguro que penso que nuestro Brasil sea una vez mas el campeon, pero siempre me gusto de la tecnica de Italia, del espirito peleador de los germanicos, de la habilidad estupenda de los argentinos y de esta surprendente España de la atualidad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sea, que el mejor sea el gran campeón!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champeons World Cup - Siglo XXI&lt;br /&gt;2006 - Italia&lt;br /&gt;2002 - Brasil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italia vs Francia Copa Mundial Alemania 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mAgbSOVbA5g&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mAgbSOVbA5g&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifa World Cup 2006 - Germany vs Italy - by Chuck Studios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5tiNKOXWHM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5tiNKOXWHM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alemania vs Brasil FIFA Final Copa Mundial 2002/Germany vs Brazil Final World Cup 2002 [HD]&lt;br /&gt;(Para mi, la mejor campaña brasileña despues de 1970)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BLIMCyUw0Q&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BLIMCyUw0Q&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup 2002 Final - 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K´naan - Waving Flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pov8rXd6xvs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pov8rXd6xvs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6045114126151720798?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6045114126151720798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6045114126151720798' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6045114126151720798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6045114126151720798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2010/06/special-world-cup-pasion-mundial.html' title='Special World Cup - Pasión mundial!'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-8087912434499609890</id><published>2010-04-10T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T15:07:04.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salsa Cubana'/><title type='text'>Anda y Pegate - Salsa Cubana</title><content type='html'>Maikel Blanco y su Salsa Mayor (Cuba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda y pegate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! llegó la máquina de Cuba&lt;br /&gt;Llegó la máquina otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Llegó la máquina barriendo&lt;br /&gt;Así que ven y pégate, pégate, pégate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya llegó&lt;br /&gt;La máquina llegó, llegó&lt;br /&gt;La máquina llegó&lt;br /&gt;Viene barriendo caminos&lt;br /&gt;Viene barriendo caminos&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sí, no es tarea fácil&lt;br /&gt;No no no&lt;br /&gt;Alcanzar el sueño&lt;br /&gt;No no, no lo es&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compartir la vida, tener amigos&lt;br /&gt;Mirar a la cama y estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Son varias razones porque luchar&lt;br /&gt;Porque vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Sí! ¡Barriendo vengo!&lt;br /&gt;¡Cómo!&lt;br /&gt;Con la salsa de Cuba&lt;br /&gt;Con la Salsa Mayor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Mira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre, siempre se puede&lt;br /&gt;Siempre se puede más y más &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre, si es que se quiere&lt;br /&gt;Para luchar, si! Por qué no?&lt;br /&gt;Vengo... Barriendo con to'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vengo, con la escobita en la mano&lt;br /&gt;Defendiendo mis raíces&lt;br /&gt;Y defendiendo lo que somos&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que somos cubanos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estribillo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barre, barre, barre&lt;br /&gt;Vengo abriéndome una brecha&lt;br /&gt;Vengo abriéndome el camino&lt;br /&gt;Será eso mi destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do re mi fa sol la si&lt;br /&gt;Mi música es para ti&lt;br /&gt;Qué mas te voy a decir&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno está mi congrí&lt;br /&gt;Hecho de negras y corcheas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Por eso! Dice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vengo, vengo barriendo&lt;br /&gt;Vengo barriendo&lt;br /&gt;Limpiando con to'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Coro: Vengo, vengo barriendo&lt;br /&gt;Ricardito: ¡Si!&lt;br /&gt;Coro: Vengo barriendo&lt;br /&gt;Limpiando con to'&lt;br /&gt;Pégate pégate pégate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira! En 1, 2, 3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda pégate&lt;br /&gt;El baile pegate se baila asi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirame! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda pégate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tú no te pegas mama, se te iban los pies&lt;br /&gt;Soñé, contigo, soñé&lt;br /&gt;Que tú no parabas mama, se te iban los pies&lt;br /&gt;Una noche yo te vi bailando con la puerta abierta&lt;br /&gt;Este día comprendí que era la música nuestra&lt;br /&gt;Tu mama te dijo un día que no te desesperaras&lt;br /&gt;Que esperaras tranquilito que la máquina llegara&lt;br /&gt;Ven ven siroco ven ven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-8087912434499609890?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/8087912434499609890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=8087912434499609890' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/8087912434499609890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/8087912434499609890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2010/04/anda-y-pegate-salsa-cubana.html' title='Anda y Pegate - Salsa Cubana'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-1056704983509944120</id><published>2010-03-16T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T17:50:43.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merengue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><title type='text'>Merengue - Estoy Dolido</title><content type='html'>Eddy Herrera (Republica Dominicana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/S6AnQJO2j7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/1DcCYxRb27s/s1600-h/eddy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/S6AnQJO2j7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/1DcCYxRb27s/s400/eddy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449398707427905458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="texto"&gt;Aaahh, ahhh nanana.. ehhh ehhh …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si quieren  saber si estoy dolido&lt;br /&gt;No lo voy a esconder que se enteren ya de una  vez&lt;br /&gt;Nuestra separación es la noticia del año&lt;br /&gt;Porque fuimos  ejemplo de un invencible amor&lt;br /&gt;Y duele, ay me duele&lt;br /&gt;Porque no  soy merecedor de tu humillación&lt;br /&gt;Y duele, ay me duele&lt;br /&gt;Claro que  me duele yo no soy un robot&lt;br /&gt;Y duele, ay me duele&lt;br /&gt;Y no hay  sedante que calme mi aflicción&lt;br /&gt;Y duele, ay me duele&lt;br /&gt;Si fuimos  ejemplo de un invencible amor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGIC JUAN:&lt;br /&gt;Después que te  fuiste solo tengo bruma&lt;br /&gt;Ya no existe el sol tampoco la luna&lt;br /&gt;Ni  el mar, mi cielo ya no tengo estrellas&lt;br /&gt;Tú fuiste mi todo, la cosa  más bella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay maldita mi suerte que me castiga así&lt;br /&gt;Maldita mi  suerte que me hace un infeliz&lt;br /&gt;Me hiere, me mata, me roba la calma&lt;br /&gt;Me  hiere, me mata, soy un mar de lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Me has hecho pasar del cielo  al  infierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy dolido porque no puedo amanecer sin tu  pasión&lt;br /&gt;Estoy dolido porque mi vida va muriendo por tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGIC  JUAN:&lt;br /&gt;Amar es una locura&lt;br /&gt;Si no se ama locamente&lt;br /&gt;Tú sabes  que me duele&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu estas en mi mente&lt;br /&gt;Estas en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;También  en mi cerveza&lt;br /&gt;Tu estas en la comida&lt;br /&gt;Que me sirven en la mesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay  maldita mi suerte que me castiga así&lt;br /&gt;Maldita mi suerte que me hace  un infeliz&lt;br /&gt;Me hiere, me mata, me roba la calma&lt;br /&gt;Me hiere, me  mata, soy un mar de lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Me has hecho pasar del cielo al  infierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy dolido porque no puedo amanecer sin tu pasión&lt;br /&gt;Estoy  dolido porque mi vida va muriendo por tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGIC JUAN:&lt;br /&gt;Siempre  te ame y nunca te miento&lt;br /&gt;Aunque este dolido ya no me arrepiento&lt;br /&gt;Porque  para mi ha sido mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Ahora estoy dolido y no cierra la herida&lt;br /&gt;La  herida tan grande, la que me dejaste&lt;br /&gt;Tú sabes mi vida que tú me  marcaste&lt;br /&gt;Un cuchillo me clavaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si amar es un capricho&lt;br /&gt;Pues  búscame el nicho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-1056704983509944120?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/1056704983509944120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=1056704983509944120' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/1056704983509944120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/1056704983509944120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2010/03/merengue-estoy-dolido.html' title='Merengue - Estoy Dolido'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/S6AnQJO2j7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/1DcCYxRb27s/s72-c/eddy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6638158074525823278</id><published>2010-01-29T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T12:50:41.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><title type='text'>Salsa - Ahora quién - Mark Anthony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/S2NJKJ7BKzI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6_VReteTg0U/s1600-h/mark.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 176px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432266014349929266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/S2NJKJ7BKzI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6_VReteTg0U/s400/mark.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién van a engañar ahora tus brazos?&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién van a mentirle ahora tus labios?&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién vas a decirle ahora te amo?&lt;br /&gt;y luego en el silencio le darás tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;detendrás el tiempo sobre en la almohada&lt;br /&gt;pasarán mil horas en tu mirada solo&lt;br /&gt;existirá la vida amandote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Ahora quién?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿y quién te escribirá poemas y cartas?&lt;br /&gt;¿y quién te contará sus miedos y faltas?&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién le dejarás dormirse en tu espalda?&lt;br /&gt;y luego en el silencio le dirás te quiero&lt;br /&gt;detendrá su aliento sobre tu cara&lt;br /&gt;perderá su rumbo en tu mirada y se le&lt;br /&gt;olvidará la vida amandote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Ahora quien? (ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Ahora quién? si no soy yo me miro y lloro&lt;br /&gt;en el espejo y me siento estupido, ilógico&lt;br /&gt;y luego te imagino toda regalando el olor&lt;br /&gt;de tu piel, tus besos tu sonrisa eterna y hasta&lt;br /&gt;el alma en un beso en un beso va el alma&lt;br /&gt;y en mi alma hasta el beso que pudo ser (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh... ¿ahora quién?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién le dejarás tu aroma en la cama?&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién le quedará el recuerdo mañana?&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién le pasarán las horas con calma?&lt;br /&gt;y luego en el silencio deseará tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;se dentendrá el tiempo sobre su cara&lt;br /&gt;pasará mil horas en la ventana se le acabará la voz&lt;br /&gt;llamandote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Ahora quién? ¿Ahora quién?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Ahora quién? si no soy yo me miro y lloro&lt;br /&gt;en el espejo y me siento estupido, ilógico&lt;br /&gt;y luego te imagino toda regalando el olor&lt;br /&gt;de tu piel, tus besos tu sonrisa eterna y hasta&lt;br /&gt;el alma en un beso en un beso va el alma&lt;br /&gt;y en mi alma hasta el beso que pudo ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh tus besos tu sonrisa eterna y hasta el&lt;br /&gt;alma en un beso en un beso va el alma y&lt;br /&gt;en mi alma hasta el beso que pudo ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh ¿ahora quién?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6638158074525823278?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6638158074525823278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6638158074525823278' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6638158074525823278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6638158074525823278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2010/01/salsa-ahora-quien-mark-anthony.html' title='Salsa - Ahora quién - Mark Anthony'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/S2NJKJ7BKzI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6_VReteTg0U/s72-c/mark.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-5355565639130025762</id><published>2010-01-14T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:32:06.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><title type='text'>Yo viviré - Salsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/S09_OjuC28I/AAAAAAAAAag/6vZ9ru3O8s4/s1600-h/celia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426695964087999426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/S09_OjuC28I/AAAAAAAAAag/6vZ9ru3O8s4/s400/celia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celia Cruz - Cuba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi voz puede volar, puede atravezar&lt;br /&gt;cualquier herida, cualquier tiempo&lt;br /&gt;cualquier soledad, sin que la pueda controlar&lt;br /&gt;toma forma de canción, así es mi voz,&lt;br /&gt;que sale de mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y volará, sin yo querer&lt;br /&gt;por los caminos más lejanos&lt;br /&gt;por los sueños que soñé&lt;br /&gt;será reflejo del amor de lo que me tocó vivir&lt;br /&gt;será la música de fondo de lo mucho que sentí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye mi son, mi viejo son&lt;br /&gt;tiene la clave de cualquier generación&lt;br /&gt;en el alma de mi gente, en el cuero del tambor&lt;br /&gt;en las manos del congero, en los piés del bailador&lt;br /&gt;yo viviré, ahí estaré&lt;br /&gt;mientras pase una cumparsa con mi rumba cantaré&lt;br /&gt;seré siempre lo que fuí, con mi azúcar para tí&lt;br /&gt;yo viviré, yo viviré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora vuelvo a recordar, aquel tiempo atrás&lt;br /&gt;cuando me fui buscando el cielo de la libertad&lt;br /&gt;cuantos a migos que dejé y cuantas lagrimas lloré&lt;br /&gt;yo viviré, para volverlos a encontrar&lt;br /&gt;y seguire, con mi canción&lt;br /&gt;bailando música caliente como bailo yo&lt;br /&gt;y cuando suene una huaracha&lt;br /&gt;y cuando suene un huahuancó&lt;br /&gt;en la sangre de mi pueblo en su cuerpo estaré yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye mi son, mi viejo son&lt;br /&gt;tiene la clave de cualquier generación&lt;br /&gt;en el alma de mi gente, en el cuero del tambor&lt;br /&gt;en las manos del congero, en los piés del bailador&lt;br /&gt;yo viviré, ahí estaré&lt;br /&gt;mientras pase una cumparsa con mi rumba cantaré&lt;br /&gt;seré siempre lo que fuí, con mi azúcar para tí&lt;br /&gt;yo viviré, yo viviré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye mi son, mi viejo son&lt;br /&gt;tiene la clave de cualquier generación&lt;br /&gt;en el alma de mi gente, en el cuero del tambor&lt;br /&gt;en las manos del congero, en los piés del bailador&lt;br /&gt;yo viviré, ahí estaré&lt;br /&gt;mientras pase una cumparsa con mi rumba cantaré&lt;br /&gt;seré siempre lo que fuí, con mi azúcar para tí&lt;br /&gt;yo viviré, yo viviré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobreviviendo&lt;br /&gt;en esta vida lo que estoy haciendo&lt;br /&gt;sobreviviendo&lt;br /&gt;estoy sobreviviendo, estoy sobreviviendo.&lt;br /&gt;sobreviviendo&lt;br /&gt;para que la gente me siga oyendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rompiendo barreras, voy sobreviviendo&lt;br /&gt;cruzando fronteras, voy sobreviviendo&lt;br /&gt;doy gracias a dios por este regalo&lt;br /&gt;el me dió la voz y yo te la he dado&lt;br /&gt;¡con gusto!&lt;br /&gt;rompiendo barreras, voy sobreviviendo&lt;br /&gt;cruzando fronteras, voy sobreviviendo para ti mi gente siempre cantaré&lt;br /&gt;te daré mi azucar caramba y sobreviviré&lt;br /&gt;rompiendo barreras, voy sobreviviendo&lt;br /&gt;cruzando fronteras, voy sobreviviendo&lt;br /&gt;yo viviré, yo viviré y sobreviviré. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-5355565639130025762?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/5355565639130025762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=5355565639130025762' title='22 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5355565639130025762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5355565639130025762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2010/01/yo-vivire-salsa.html' title='Yo viviré - Salsa'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/S09_OjuC28I/AAAAAAAAAag/6vZ9ru3O8s4/s72-c/celia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-3806294684091465299</id><published>2009-12-15T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T12:45:35.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si la ves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/Syf1Xxq8FbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/AjFIagkBSKY/s1600-h/victor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/Syf1Xxq8FbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/AjFIagkBSKY/s400/victor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415566865755542962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor Manuelle - Salsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si la ves porfavor amigo dile que vuelva&lt;br /&gt;que yo sigo en el mismo lugar aguardando por ella&lt;br /&gt;hablale del amor que una ves nos juramos,&lt;br /&gt;dile que en mi corazon llevo su nombre grabado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro&lt;br /&gt;Que si quiere hacer de mi un esclavo&lt;br /&gt;con tal de estar a su lado yo me pongo las cadenas&lt;br /&gt;Que ahora es diferente y que he cambiado,&lt;br /&gt;que la vida me ha enseñado que no se vivir sin ella&lt;br /&gt;Dile al oido porfavor que con nadie he vuelto a hacer el amor&lt;br /&gt;esperando que vuelva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si la ves preguntale si ha leido mis cartas,&lt;br /&gt;las escribi con amor desde el fondo de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Coro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Si la ves porfavor, amigo dile que vuelva)&lt;br /&gt;(Si la ves porfavor, amigo dile que vuelva)&lt;br /&gt;Dile que extraño sus besos y que muero por tenerla&lt;br /&gt;(Si la ves porfavor, amigo dile que vuelva)&lt;br /&gt;ahi pero dile a ella que no puedo olvidarla dicelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves, si la ves)&lt;br /&gt;(dile si la ves, dile si la ves)&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves, si la ves)&lt;br /&gt;(dile si la ves, dile si la ves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) que no he hecho el amor con nadie&lt;br /&gt;(ahi si la ves) desde el dia en que se fue&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) esperando su regreso&lt;br /&gt;(ahi si la ves) y que me entregue su querer&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) dile amigo si la ves&lt;br /&gt;(ahi si la ves) dile amigo si la ves&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) que sufro lloro y que muero&lt;br /&gt;(ahi si la ves) por falta de su querer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves)&lt;br /&gt;(dile si la ves, dile si la ves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) que ahi un corazon que sufre&lt;br /&gt;y sangra por su querer&lt;br /&gt;(dile si la ves, dile si la ves) Dile que me estoy muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Dile amigo si la ves&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) Ahi porfavor&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) Preguntale&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) Si a recibido mis cartas&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) Que con el alma envie&lt;br /&gt;(si la ves) Dile si la ves, dile si la ves&lt;br /&gt;Dile que me estoy muriendo&lt;br /&gt;(Dile si la ves dile si la ves) y mi corazon no resiste la pena que esta sintiendo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-3806294684091465299?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/3806294684091465299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=3806294684091465299' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3806294684091465299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3806294684091465299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/12/si-la-ves.html' title='Si la ves'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/Syf1Xxq8FbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/AjFIagkBSKY/s72-c/victor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-2434730371913160059</id><published>2009-11-30T12:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:17:58.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merengue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>!Salsa y Merengue pá sempre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SxQmWgP6S6I/AAAAAAAAAZg/DrUm6jMFbus/s1600/foto1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409991220434455458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SxQmWgP6S6I/AAAAAAAAAZg/DrUm6jMFbus/s400/foto1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vengo acá amigos y amigas salseros y merengueros, en esta homenaje por todos nosotros en favor de que siempre esteamos juntos en la salsa y merengue!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SxQmgotolFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/89UVqSGFj_E/s1600/foto10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409991394505299026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SxQmgotolFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/89UVqSGFj_E/s400/foto10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SxQmcMoEjPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/B3RSEcUtsdw/s1600/foto5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409991318246296818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SxQmcMoEjPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/B3RSEcUtsdw/s400/foto5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SxQmyK15CJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/SAzKE-qqmCk/s1600/foto8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409991695724513426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SxQmyK15CJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/SAzKE-qqmCk/s400/foto8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por el Caminito&lt;br /&gt;Merengue - Elvis Crespo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por el caminito, yo te llevare&lt;br /&gt;Por el caminito, te enamoraré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por el caminito, yo te llevare,&lt;br /&gt;Por el caminito, te enamore,&lt;br /&gt;Por el caminito, yo te llevare,&lt;br /&gt;Por el caminito, te enamore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por el caminito yo te&lt;br /&gt;llevare, y en aquel&lt;br /&gt;banquito te enamorare, no&lt;br /&gt;hare cosas malas solo&lt;br /&gt;cosas bellas, veremos la&lt;br /&gt;luna tambien las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;(2 veces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como me gusta a mi, como&lt;br /&gt;te gusta a ti, como te&lt;br /&gt;gusta, te llevare rosas,&lt;br /&gt;versos y poemas, besos&lt;br /&gt;que parecen de telenovelas,&lt;br /&gt;si tu abuela sale yo me&lt;br /&gt;escondere, y cuando se&lt;br /&gt;duerma hay te esperare,&lt;br /&gt;por el caminito es, por el&lt;br /&gt;cominito es&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coro: POR EL CAMINITO,&lt;br /&gt;por el camino yo te llevare&lt;br /&gt;POR EL CAMINITO,&lt;br /&gt;y de la mano y yo te tomare&lt;br /&gt;POR EL CAMINITO,&lt;br /&gt;y al oido cosas lindas te dire&lt;br /&gt;POR EL CAMINO,&lt;br /&gt;y yo te llevare yo te besare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo, yo te abrazare, yo,&lt;br /&gt;yo te mimare, yo, yo&lt;br /&gt;te abrazare, yo, yo te&lt;br /&gt;abrazare, yo, yo te mimare, yo, yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por el caminito &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/2976754230345855907-2434730371913160059?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/2434730371913160059/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=2434730371913160059' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2434730371913160059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2434730371913160059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/11/salsa-y-merengue-pa-sempre.html' title='!Salsa y Merengue pá sempre!'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SxQmWgP6S6I/AAAAAAAAAZg/DrUm6jMFbus/s72-c/foto1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-3814469251038067760</id><published>2009-11-09T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:00:01.676-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alejandro Sanz'/><title type='text'>Mi soledad y yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SvhzlF-g0CI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SLL7yXtb7yk/s1600-h/sanz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402194834127638562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SvhzlF-g0CI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SLL7yXtb7yk/s400/sanz.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alejandro Sanz - España&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo estás?, ¿qué tal te va?&lt;br /&gt;allí es de día, o es de noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Es bonita esa ciudad, para ir de vacaciones?&lt;br /&gt;Y el hotel, era verdad que es tan romántico y lujoso&lt;br /&gt;como en la publicidad con esas playas de las fotos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Madrid está lloviendo y todo sigue como siempre&lt;br /&gt;solamente que no estás y el tiempo pasa lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Estoy loco por que vuelvas&lt;br /&gt;hace tanto que te fuiste&lt;br /&gt;No te irás a enamorar allí, lo prometiste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, cuando puedas llámame&lt;br /&gt;que mi soledad y yo&lt;br /&gt;sin ti no nos llevamos bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me paso el día planeando&lt;br /&gt;nuestro encuentro imaginario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te besaré, como nadie en este mundo te besó&lt;br /&gt;te amaré, con el cuerpo y con la mente&lt;br /&gt;con la piel y el corazón&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve pronto, te esperamos&lt;br /&gt;Mi soledad y yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te besaré, como nadie en este mundo te besó&lt;br /&gt;te amaré, con el cuerpo y con la mente&lt;br /&gt;con la piel y el corazón&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve pronto, te esperamos&lt;br /&gt;Mi soledad y yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te entretengo más&lt;br /&gt;sé que te está esperando alguien&lt;br /&gt;dile que debe hablar más bajo&lt;br /&gt;al que ha dicho que no tardes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo ultimo favor te pido antes de colgar&lt;br /&gt;dile que te cuide mucho, me prometes que lo haras?&lt;br /&gt;y ahora calmate que él no note que haz llorado&lt;br /&gt;disimula que estas bien como yo lo hago&lt;br /&gt;y mientras seguire pensando en nuestro encuentro imaginario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te besare como nadie en este mundo te beso&lt;br /&gt;te amare con el cuerpo con la mente con la piel&lt;br /&gt;y el corazon, vuelve pronto te esperamos....&lt;br /&gt;mi soledad y yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2976754230345855907-3814469251038067760?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/3814469251038067760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=3814469251038067760' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3814469251038067760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3814469251038067760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/11/mi-soledad-y-yo.html' title='Mi soledad y yo'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SvhzlF-g0CI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SLL7yXtb7yk/s72-c/sanz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-1020394638303501878</id><published>2009-10-23T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:54:51.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonora Carruseles'/><title type='text'>Vengo Caliente - Sempre Salsa</title><content type='html'>Sonora Carruseles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SuII8IFpsWI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2img4250hlQ/s1600-h/Carruseles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395885132599636322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SuII8IFpsWI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2img4250hlQ/s400/Carruseles.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;Oye Mario Pachanga&lt;br /&gt;Y volvemos a España... y Ole!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;VERSE -&lt;br /&gt;La conga se forma la rumba, el timbal se calentó&lt;br /&gt;Y con el golpe de clave&lt;br /&gt;el sonero se inspiró&lt;br /&gt;Salsa con tumbao anejó, escencia de Guaguanca&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Armonia cadenciosa&lt;br /&gt;lo que quiere el bailador&lt;br /&gt;y lo que quiere escuchar mi gente&lt;br /&gt;SALSA, SALSA !!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ya sonaron las trompetas, repican los cueros ya&lt;br /&gt;van anunciando señores, que la rumba va a empezar,&lt;br /&gt;van anunciando señores, que la rumba va a empezar.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;INTERLUDIO&lt;br /&gt;Orlando, el salsero de la noche&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS -&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LA SALSA LLEGÓ LA SONORA ESTA PRESENTE&lt;br /&gt;PREPARENSE BAILADORES, QUE AHORA SI VENGO CALIENTE (bis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMBO -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CON LA SONORA... CARRUSELES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIANO BRIDGE - INTERLUDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIERRO, HIERRO;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA SALSA LLEGÓ LA SONORA ESTA PRESENTE&lt;br /&gt;PREPARENSE BAILADORES, QUE AHORA SI VENGO CALIENTE (bis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMBO - MONTUNO 1 -&lt;br /&gt;*** LA SALSA LLEGÓ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pa'l bailador&lt;br /&gt;- pa' toda mi gente&lt;br /&gt;- corre, corre Marcela&lt;br /&gt;- que vengo caliente&lt;br /&gt;- se te quemó la casa&lt;br /&gt;- oye, hulle Marcela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTUNO 2 -&lt;br /&gt;** SALSA&lt;br /&gt;- la salsa llegó&lt;br /&gt;- pa' toda mi gente&lt;br /&gt;- te aseguro mamita&lt;br /&gt;- que vengo caliente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-1020394638303501878?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/1020394638303501878/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=1020394638303501878' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/1020394638303501878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/1020394638303501878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/10/vengo-caliente-sempre-salsa.html' title='Vengo Caliente - Sempre Salsa'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SuII8IFpsWI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2img4250hlQ/s72-c/Carruseles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6982186652571385109</id><published>2009-10-05T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T14:16:13.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini&apos;s music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini per Sempre'/><title type='text'>Non c'è</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SsphGVL3cPI/AAAAAAAAAYo/NSotkl0yI9k/s1600-h/laura.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 88px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389226665496244466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SsphGVL3cPI/AAAAAAAAAYo/NSotkl0yI9k/s400/laura.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laura Pausini&lt;br /&gt;(Sarà domani! - Sao Paulo, Brasil, 06-07/10/2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu non rispondi più al telefono&lt;br /&gt;E aprendi al filo ogni speranza mia&lt;br /&gt;Io non avrei creduto mai di poter perder la testa, per te&lt;br /&gt;All'improvviso sei fuggito via&lt;br /&gt;Lasciando il vuoto in questa vita mia&lt;br /&gt;Senza risposte ai miei perché adesso cosa mi resta di te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è...&lt;br /&gt;non c'è il profumo della tua pelle&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... il respiro di te sul viso&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... la tua bocca di fragola&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... il dolce miele dei tuoi capelli&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... che il veleno di te sul cuore&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... via d'uscita per questo amore&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è vita per me, più&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è altra ragione che mi liberi l'anima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incatenata a notte di follia&lt;br /&gt;Anche in prigione me ne andrai per te&lt;br /&gt;Solo una vita non basta per me&lt;br /&gt;E anche l'estate ha le sue nuvole&lt;br /&gt;E tu sei l'uragano contro me&lt;br /&gt;Strappando i sogni nei giorni miei te ne sei andato di fretta perché&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è il veleno di te nel cuore&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... via d'uscita per questo amore&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è vita per me, più&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è altra ragione per me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se esiste un Dio no può scordarsi di me anche se&lt;br /&gt;Fra lui e me c'è un cielo nero nero senza fine&lt;br /&gt;Lo pregherò, lo cercherò e lo giuro ti troverò&lt;br /&gt;Dovessi entrare in altre dieci cento mille vite&lt;br /&gt;In questa vita buia senza di te sento che&lt;br /&gt;Ormai per me sei diventato l'unica ragione&lt;br /&gt;Se c'è un confine nell'amore giuro lo passerò&lt;br /&gt;E nell'imenso vuoto di quei giorni senza fine ti amerò&lt;br /&gt;Come la prima volta a casa tua&lt;br /&gt;Ogni tuo gesto mi portava via&lt;br /&gt;Sentivo perdermi dentro di te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è il profumo della tua pelle&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... il respiro di te sul viso&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... la tua bocca di fragola&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... il dolce miele dei tuoi capelli&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è il veleno di te nel cuore&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... via d'uscita per questo amore&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è vita per me, più&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è altra ragione per me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è... non c'è&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6982186652571385109?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SsphGVL3cPI/AAAAAAAAAYo/NSotkl0yI9k/s72-c/laura.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-358906491998069295</id><published>2009-09-08T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:19:06.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lara Fabian'/><title type='text'>You are not from here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SqbIbDP0uyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/HwRXekF2n78/s1600-h/lara_fabian.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379207171994336034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SqbIbDP0uyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/HwRXekF2n78/s400/lara_fabian.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lara Fabian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is going on&lt;br /&gt;You turn around and touch my heart&lt;br /&gt;A silent moment speaks the truth&lt;br /&gt;Something has happened all at once&lt;br /&gt;It should have scared me in advance&lt;br /&gt;But I was falling in those eyes of yours&lt;br /&gt;And so&lt;br /&gt;Fear was gone&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was nothing else I'd ever want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you&lt;br /&gt;You're not from here&lt;br /&gt;I've waited for you to appear&lt;br /&gt;The greatness of your soulmakes me weep&lt;br /&gt;You're not from here&lt;br /&gt;Not from this here and now&lt;br /&gt;Just a touch of yours&lt;br /&gt;And I fly... and I fly... and I fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get used to missing you&lt;br /&gt;If this is how it's gotta be&lt;br /&gt;I need an angel to watch over me&lt;br /&gt;No one can hold the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;But I can hold you in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Over and over like a melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand still&lt;br /&gt;For nowI'll be filled by the memory of your skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not from here&lt;br /&gt;I've waited for you to appear&lt;br /&gt;To take my breath way&lt;br /&gt;And make me weep&lt;br /&gt;You're not from here&lt;br /&gt;Not from this here and now&lt;br /&gt;Just a touch of yours&lt;br /&gt;And I fly... and I fly... and I fly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-358906491998069295?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/358906491998069295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=358906491998069295' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/358906491998069295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/358906491998069295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-are-not-from-here.html' title='You are not from here'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SqbIbDP0uyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/HwRXekF2n78/s72-c/lara_fabian.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-3783555551902359811</id><published>2009-08-07T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:30:44.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalila'/><title type='text'>Me voy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SnyX6P05C1I/AAAAAAAAAYY/pcl6iMV3D0Q/s1600-h/dalila.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367331882855369554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SnyX6P05C1I/AAAAAAAAAYY/pcl6iMV3D0Q/s400/dalila.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cumbia argentina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se fue muriendo el fuego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que llevábamos por dentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se apagaban los deseos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dominaban más los celos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que nuestros momentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buscábamos palabras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en lugar de algunos versos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preocupaba más el día&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que la bien amada noche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y el sensual encuentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y con el tiempo se olvidaba el romance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qué decir de los besos y del dulce amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las caricias se cambiaban por dudas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuestra cama un desierto donde muero de sed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me voy y no regresaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque acaba lo nuestro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y eso dalo por un hecho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te ví, y te llegué a querer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahora no sabes nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quieres tiempo y no me hablas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me voy así como llegué&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahorrándome palabras con sólo la mirada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dirás que nunca lo intenté&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero es que tú bien sabes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de mi tú lo has aprendido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No se ignora al corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamás se dió el momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para acariciar lo nuestro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con tu cruel indiferencia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se moría mi paciencia junto con tu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lo que llevábamos muy dentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se fué muriendo lento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al compás de tu mirada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que no me decía nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despertando así el rencor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y con el tiempo se olvidaba el romance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qué decir de los besos y del dulce amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las caricias se cambiaban por dudas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuestra cama un desierto donde muero de sed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me voy y no regresaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque acaba lo nuestro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y eso dalo por un hecho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te ví, y te llegué a querer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahora no sabes nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quieres tiempo y no me hablas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me voy así como llegué&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahorrándome palabras con sólo la mirada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dirás que nunca lo intenté&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero es que tú bien sabes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de mi tú lo has aprendido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No se ignora al corazón.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-3783555551902359811?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/3783555551902359811/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=3783555551902359811' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3783555551902359811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3783555551902359811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-voy.html' title='Me voy'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SnyX6P05C1I/AAAAAAAAAYY/pcl6iMV3D0Q/s72-c/dalila.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-3575767929895325853</id><published>2009-07-14T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:41:54.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cumbia argentina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalila'/><title type='text'>No digas nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/Sl0eL2MkeMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/59ms6rCqC_k/s1600-h/dalila.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358472320516389058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/Sl0eL2MkeMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/59ms6rCqC_k/s400/dalila.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalila - Cumbia Argentina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No digas nada, no me reproches,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El lio nuestro lo arreglamos esta noche,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No digas nada no revolvamos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mejor lo hacemos cuando no hablamos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No digas nada, estas herido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu i yo sabemos que son cosas de la vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No digas nada por que en caliente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nos agredimos tan duramente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los dos sabemos como somos, lo que hacemos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los dos sabemos que es dificil perdonar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero sentimos que en el fondo nos qeremos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hemos nacido bien o mal tal para cual,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los dos sabemos que un buen dia esto se acaba,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y somos gente mui dificil de aguantar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero esta noche lo arreglamos en la cama,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nos abrazamos y volvemos a empezar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No digas nada nos hace daño,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No digas nada, mejor no hablamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los dos sabemos como somos, lo que hacemos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los dos sabemos que es dificil perdonar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero sentimos que en el fondo nos queremos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hemos nacido bien o mal tal para cual,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los dos sabemos que un buen dia esto se acaba,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y somos gente mui dificil de aguantar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero esta noche lo arreglamos en la cama,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nos abrazamos y volvemos a empezar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No digas nada estoy de vuelta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ni una palabra, cierra la puerta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-3575767929895325853?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/3575767929895325853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=3575767929895325853' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3575767929895325853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3575767929895325853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-digas-nada.html' title='No digas nada'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/Sl0eL2MkeMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/59ms6rCqC_k/s72-c/dalila.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-1115261201590482639</id><published>2009-06-18T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:46:45.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini&apos;s music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini per Sempre'/><title type='text'>Uguale a Lei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SjrDQtSyDSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/oB2uzuPf2DI/s1600-h/laurapausini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348802199259581730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SjrDQtSyDSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/oB2uzuPf2DI/s400/laurapausini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Pausini (Italia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei il viso che non scorderai&lt;br /&gt;L'orgoglio ed il coraggio lei&lt;br /&gt;Come un tesoro loro&lt;br /&gt;dentro gli occhi suoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei l'estate che ricanterai&lt;br /&gt;Il giorno che ricorderai&lt;br /&gt;Le mille cose che non sai&lt;br /&gt;E può insegnarti solo lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei la tua raggione il tuo perchè&lt;br /&gt;Il centro del tuo vivere&lt;br /&gt;La luce di un mattino che non perderai&lt;br /&gt;Lei lo specchio dove tornerai&lt;br /&gt;Dove ti riconoscerai&lt;br /&gt;Semplicemente come sei&lt;br /&gt;Uguale a lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei l'estate che ricanterai&lt;br /&gt;Il giorno che ricorderai&lt;br /&gt;Le mille cose che non sai&lt;br /&gt;E può insegnarti solo lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei regala suoi sorrisi senza mai&lt;br /&gt;Sperare al mondo quando non ne ha&lt;br /&gt;Arrivando al suo dolore libertà&lt;br /&gt;Lei forse l`amore che non ha pietà&lt;br /&gt;Che ti arrichisce con la povertà&lt;br /&gt;Di un gesto semplice&lt;br /&gt;Che eternità&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei la tua raggione il tuo perche&lt;br /&gt;Il centro del tuo vivere&lt;br /&gt;La luce di un mattino che non perderai&lt;br /&gt;Lei lo spechio dove tornerai&lt;br /&gt;Dove ti riconocerai&lt;br /&gt;Semplicemente come sei&lt;br /&gt;Esatamente come lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei&lt;br /&gt;Lei&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-1115261201590482639?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/1115261201590482639/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=1115261201590482639' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/1115261201590482639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/1115261201590482639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/06/uguale-lei.html' title='Uguale a Lei'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SjrDQtSyDSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/oB2uzuPf2DI/s72-c/laurapausini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-513579262996860821</id><published>2009-06-10T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:31:00.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrea Bocelli'/><title type='text'>Vivo per lei</title><content type='html'>Andrea Bocelli and Hélène Segara&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SjAI6BzlXaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/352ZNPw5nDc/s1600-h/Helena+Segara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345782550699007394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SjAI6BzlXaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/352ZNPw5nDc/s400/Helena+Segara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SjAHGrwycCI/AAAAAAAAAUY/BaCCXvsZo4I/s1600-h/Bocelli_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345780569096744994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SjAHGrwycCI/AAAAAAAAAUY/BaCCXvsZo4I/s400/Bocelli_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei da quando sai&lt;br /&gt;la prima volta l'ho incontrata&lt;br /&gt;non mi ricordo come ma&lt;br /&gt;mi è entrata dentro e c'è restata&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei perché mi fa&lt;br /&gt;vibrare forte l'anima&lt;br /&gt;vivo per lei e non è un peso&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei anch'io lo sai&lt;br /&gt;e tu non esserne geloso&lt;br /&gt;lei è di tutti quelli che&lt;br /&gt;hanno un bisogno sempre acceso&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;come uno stereo in camera&lt;br /&gt;di chi è da solo e adesso sa&lt;br /&gt;che è anche per lui, per questo&lt;br /&gt;io vivo per lei&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;È una musa che ci invita&lt;br /&gt;a sfiorarla con le dita&lt;br /&gt;atraverso un pianoforte&lt;br /&gt;la morte è lontana&lt;br /&gt;io vivo per lei&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei che spesso sa&lt;br /&gt;essere dolce e sensuale&lt;br /&gt;a volte picchia in testa ma&lt;br /&gt;è un pugno che non fa mai male&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei lo so mi fa&lt;br /&gt;girare di città in città&lt;br /&gt;soffrire un po' ma almeno io vivo&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;È un dolore quando parte&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei dentro gli hotels&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Con piacere estremo cresce&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei nel vortice&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Attraverso la mia voce&lt;br /&gt;si espande e l'amore produce&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei nient'altro ho&lt;br /&gt;e quanti altri incontrerò&lt;br /&gt;anchè come me hanno scritto in viso&lt;br /&gt;io vivo per lei&lt;br /&gt;Io vivo per lei&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sopra un palco o contro ad un muro&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei al limite&lt;br /&gt;anche in un domani duro&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei al margine&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni giorno una conquista&lt;br /&gt;la protagonista sarà sempre lei&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei perché oramai&lt;br /&gt;io non ho altra via d'uscita&lt;br /&gt;perché la musica lo sai&lt;br /&gt;da vero non l'ho mai tradita&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei perché mi da&lt;br /&gt;pausa e note in libertà&lt;br /&gt;Ci fosse un'altra vita la vivo&lt;br /&gt;la vivo per lei&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei la musica&lt;br /&gt;Io vivo per lei&lt;br /&gt;Vivo per lei è unica&lt;br /&gt;Io vivo per lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SjAHGrwycCI/AAAAAAAAAUY/BaCCXvsZo4I/s1600-h/Bocelli_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-513579262996860821?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/513579262996860821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=513579262996860821' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/513579262996860821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/513579262996860821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/06/vivo-per-lei.html' title='Vivo per lei'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SjAI6BzlXaI/AAAAAAAAAUg/352ZNPw5nDc/s72-c/Helena+Segara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-7938818654647393665</id><published>2009-06-02T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:20:22.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrea Bocelli'/><title type='text'>il Mare Calmo della Sera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SiWHWrvJzmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DAbw07kSFmA/s1600-h/Bocelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342825356712332898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SiWHWrvJzmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DAbw07kSFmA/s400/Bocelli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non so cosa sia la fedeltà,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la ragione del mio canto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;che resistere non può&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ad un cosi dolce pianto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;che mutò l'amore mio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E se anche il sorgere del sole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ci trovasse ancora insieme,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;per favore dimmi no,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rende stupidi anche i saggi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;l'amore, amore mio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se dentro l'anima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu fossi musica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se il sole fosse dentro te,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se fossi veramente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dentro l'anima mia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;allora si che udir potrei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nel mio silenzio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;il mare calmo della sera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Però quell'immagine di te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cosi persi nei miei occhi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mi portò la verità,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ama quello che non ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;l'amore, amore mio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se dentro l'anima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu fossi musica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se il sole fosse dentro te,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se fossi veramente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dentro l'anima mia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;allora si che udir potrei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;il mare calmo della sera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nel mio silenzio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;il mare calmo della sera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-7938818654647393665?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/7938818654647393665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=7938818654647393665' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7938818654647393665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7938818654647393665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/06/il-mare-calmo-della-sera.html' title='il Mare Calmo della Sera'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SiWHWrvJzmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DAbw07kSFmA/s72-c/Bocelli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-5720608239342483857</id><published>2009-05-07T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:56:45.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lara Fabian'/><title type='text'>To Love Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SgNrD1kMIXI/AAAAAAAAASI/G5Nz687PtTM/s1600-h/Lara+Fabian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333224097399447922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SgNrD1kMIXI/AAAAAAAAASI/G5Nz687PtTM/s400/Lara+Fabian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lara Fabian (Belgium) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To forget you and to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Move away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh, no matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so deep in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no way to leave this love behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could go on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And find someone to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rest upon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone,anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon I found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was no other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Framed against the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I pray for when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will be mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I see your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through every tear that I cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With every breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And every sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another voice and swear that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every word is clear'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memory won't let go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until you're mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's to say what lives in the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's to say that love won't last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time's been standing still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting so patiently until&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until that one day when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I will have you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Framed against the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I pray for when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will be mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Tradução - Português)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para amar de novo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lara Fabian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todas as noites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todos os dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu digo ao meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra te esquecer e se afastar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não se magoar mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas não importa o que eu diga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você está tão envolvido em minha mente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não há formas de deixar este amor pra tras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Costumava ser, eu creio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que eu poderia continuar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E encontrar alguém pra me apoiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alguém, alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logo eu percebi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que não havia outro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lá estava você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Armado contra o céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você é minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu rezo pra quando você for meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amar de novo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu vejo a chuva no céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu vejo seu rosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em cada lágrima que choro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com cada suspiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E cada som&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu posso ouvir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outra voz e juro que você está por perto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E cada palavra é clara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque eu sei que a lembrança não irá embora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até que você seja meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra amar de novo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem disse o que vive no passado?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem disse que o amor não permanece?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O tempo permanece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aguardando pacientemente até&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até aquele dia em que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em que eu terei voce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra amar de novo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra amar de novo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lá estava você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Armado contra o céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você é minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu rezo pra quando você for meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amar de novo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amar de novo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(very good translation, from &lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/lara-fabian/835902/"&gt;http://letras.terra.com.br/lara-fabian/835902/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-5720608239342483857?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/5720608239342483857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=5720608239342483857' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5720608239342483857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5720608239342483857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-love-again.html' title='To Love Again'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SgNrD1kMIXI/AAAAAAAAASI/G5Nz687PtTM/s72-c/Lara+Fabian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-399958963704787168</id><published>2009-04-16T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:41:44.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini&apos;s music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini per Sempre'/><title type='text'>La Solitudine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SefY4TUXvPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/jAr9v5OfanI/s1600-h/laurapausini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325463546158890226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SefY4TUXvPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/jAr9v5OfanI/s400/laurapausini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laura Pausini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco se n'è andato e non ritorna più&lt;br /&gt;E il treno delle 7:30 senza lui&lt;br /&gt;È un cuore di metallo senza l'anima&lt;br /&gt;Nel freddo del mattino grigio di città&lt;br /&gt;A scuola il banco è vuoto, marco è dentro me&lt;br /&gt;È dolce il suo respiro fra i pensiere miei&lt;br /&gt;Distanze enormi sembrano dividerci&lt;br /&gt;Ma il cuore batte forte dentro me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chissà se tu mi penserai&lt;br /&gt;Se con i tuoi non parli mai&lt;br /&gt;Se ti nascondi come me&lt;br /&gt;Sfuggi gli sguardi e te ne stai&lt;br /&gt;Rinchiuso in camera e non vuoi mangiare&lt;br /&gt;Stringi forte a te il cuscino&lt;br /&gt;Piangi e non lo sai quanto altro male ti farà la solitudine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco nel mio diario ho una fotografia&lt;br /&gt;Hai gli occhi di bambino un poco timido&lt;br /&gt;La stringo forte al cuore e sento che ci sei&lt;br /&gt;Fra i compiti d'inglese e matematica&lt;br /&gt;Tuo padre e i suoi consigli che monotonia&lt;br /&gt;Lui con il suo lavoro ti ha portato via&lt;br /&gt;Di certo il tuo parere non l'ha chiesto mai&lt;br /&gt;Ha detto "un giorno tu mi capirai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chissà se tu mi penserai&lt;br /&gt;Se con gli amici parlerai&lt;br /&gt;Per non soffrire più per me&lt;br /&gt;Ma non è facile lo sai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scuola non ne posso più&lt;br /&gt;E i pomeriggi senza te&lt;br /&gt;Studiare è inutile tutte le idee si affollano su te&lt;br /&gt;Non è possibile dividere la storia di noi due&lt;br /&gt;Ti prego aspettami amore mio...&lt;br /&gt;Ma illuderti non so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La solitudine fra noi&lt;br /&gt;Questo silenzio dentro me&lt;br /&gt;È l'inquietudine di vivere la vita senza te&lt;br /&gt;Ti prego aspettami perché&lt;br /&gt;Non posso stare senza te&lt;br /&gt;Non è possibile dividere la storia di noi due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La solitudine fra noi&lt;br /&gt;Questo silenzio dentro me&lt;br /&gt;È l'inquietudine di vivere la vita senza te&lt;br /&gt;Ti prego aspettami perché&lt;br /&gt;Non posso stare senza te&lt;br /&gt;Non è possibile dividere la storia di noi due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;Sempre tu, mia bella d'Italia!! Sempre sei nel mio cuore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voce feminile più bella del mondo!! Un bacio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-399958963704787168?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/399958963704787168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=399958963704787168' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/399958963704787168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/399958963704787168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-solitudine.html' title='La Solitudine'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SefY4TUXvPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/jAr9v5OfanI/s72-c/laurapausini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6824678925648827162</id><published>2009-04-02T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T15:25:58.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yumi&apos;s musics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint Seiya anime'/><title type='text'>Takusu Mono he - My Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SdU5DscrG5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Ix-ftV5ITfc/s1600-h/Matsuzawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320221270441925522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SdU5DscrG5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Ix-ftV5ITfc/s400/Matsuzawa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yumi Matsuzawa (Japon)&lt;/div&gt;(Saint Seiya anime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kizutsu ki ta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ore ta Senshi no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hakanai yume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kareno ni saku hana &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yasas hii egao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tooku kiko eru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ano hi no RARABAI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omoide wo tsumu ideta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yasuragi wo tada motome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kono mi ga michi ni taore teitemo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Koe teyuke waga tomo yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namida kare hateta to shitemo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hadawa saki yado su&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asu no inochi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hito wa dareka wo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kizutsu ke &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kizutsu kerare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yuku made ikutsuno &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kizu wo ou nodarou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rakuen owa reta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hito no ayamachi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami no batsu wa itsumade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsuzuku hate naki yami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoshi ga nagare kie tatoshitemo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nageku mai waga tomo yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ano hi yozora ni chikatta yume wa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uketsugare towa ni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kie nu hikari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kono mi ga michi ni taore teitemo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Koe teyuke waga tomo yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namida kare hateta to shitemo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hadawa saki yado su&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asu no inochi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoshi ga nagare kie tatoshitemo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nageku mai waga tomo yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ano hi yozora ni chikatta yume wa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uketsugare towa niKie nu hikari &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tradução &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feridos e quebrados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sonhos efêmeros de guerreiros...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma flor que florescenum campo desolado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um sorriso gentil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouço longe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A canção daquele dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nas nossas lembranças,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reviradas e confusas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Procuramos somente a paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo que este corpose quebre no caminho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supere tudo isso, meu amigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até que as lágrimas se sequem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As flores florescerão abrigadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nas vidas do amanhã... &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/2976754230345855907-6824678925648827162?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6824678925648827162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6824678925648827162' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6824678925648827162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6824678925648827162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-are-my-reason-to-be.html' title='Takusu Mono he - My Dear'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SdU5DscrG5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Ix-ftV5ITfc/s72-c/Matsuzawa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-3344521189616223305</id><published>2009-03-24T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:09:34.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jovanotte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italian music'/><title type='text'>A te</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SclKvXtFKKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QUJ_A6l0u-Y/s1600-h/jovanotte.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316863012764985506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SclKvXtFKKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QUJ_A6l0u-Y/s400/jovanotte.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jovanotte (Italia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che sei l'unica al mondo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L'unica ragione&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Per arrivare fino in fondo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ad ogni mio respiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando ti guardo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dopo un giorno pieno di parole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senza che tu mi dica niente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tutto si fa chiaro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che mi hai trovato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All'angolo coi pugni chiusi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con le mie spalle contro il muro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pronto a difendermi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con gli occhi bassi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stavo in fila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con i disillusi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu mi hai raccolto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come un gatto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E mi hai portato con te &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te io canto una canzone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perchè non ho altro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Niente di meglio da offrirti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di tutto quello che ho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prendi il mio tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E la magìa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Che con un solo salto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ci fa volare dentro l'aria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come bollicine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semplicemente sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostanza dei giorni miei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostanza dei giorni miei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che sei il mio grande amore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ed il mio amore grande&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che hai preso la mia vita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ne hai fatto molto di più&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che hai dato senso al tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senza misurarlo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che sei il mio amore grande&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ed il mio grande amore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che io&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ti ho visto piangere nella mia mano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fragile che potevo ucciderti stringendoti un pò&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E poi ti ho visto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con la forza di un aeroplano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prendere in mano la tua vita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E trascinarla in salvo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che mi hai insegnato i sogni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E l'arte dell'avventura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che credi nel coraggio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E anche nella paura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che sei la miglior cosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Che mi sia successa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che cambi tutti i giorni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E resti sempre la stessa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semplicemente sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostanza dei giorni miei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostanza dei sogni miei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essenzialmente sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostanza dei sogni miei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostanza dei giorni miei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che non ti piaci mai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sei una meraviglia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le forze della natura si concentrano in te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Che sei una roccia sei una pianta sei un uragano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei l'orizzonte che mi accoglie quando mi allontano &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che sei l'unica amica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Che io posso avere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L'unico amore che vorrei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se io non ti avessi con me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che hai reso la mia vita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella da morire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Che riesci a render la fatica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un immenso piacere &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che sei il mio grande amore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ed il mio amore grande&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che hai preso la mia vita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ne hai fatto molto di più&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che hai dato senso al tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senza misurarlo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A te che sei il mio amore grande&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ed il mio grande amore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A te che sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semplicemente sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostanza dei giorni miei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostanza dei sogni miei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a te che sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semplicemente sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compagna dei giorni miei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sostanza dei sogni miei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grazie mille a mi amica Federica, da Milano, per me avvevo ricordato questa bellissima musica di Jovanotte. Un bacio da Brasil Fede! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-3344521189616223305?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/3344521189616223305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=3344521189616223305' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3344521189616223305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3344521189616223305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/03/te.html' title='A te'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SclKvXtFKKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QUJ_A6l0u-Y/s72-c/jovanotte.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-7861273075776848676</id><published>2009-01-09T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:19:37.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julieta Venegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>El Presente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SWfaFnElfpI/AAAAAAAAALA/zPiK029xKKg/s1600-h/venegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289436077292355218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SWfaFnElfpI/AAAAAAAAALA/zPiK029xKKg/s400/venegas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julieta Venegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya sé lo que te diga no va hacer suficiente&lt;br /&gt;Ayaya yay ay&lt;br /&gt;Y lo que tú me entregues dejará pendientes&lt;br /&gt;Ayaya yay ay&lt;br /&gt;Quien nos dice qué, la vida&lt;br /&gt;Nos dará el tiempo necesario&lt;br /&gt;Toma de mi lo que deseas&lt;br /&gt;Como si solo quedará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El presente es lo único que tengo&lt;br /&gt;El presente es lo único que hay&lt;br /&gt;Es contigo mi vida con quien puedo sentir&lt;br /&gt;Que merece la pena vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el mundo, como va se nos acaba todo&lt;br /&gt;Ayaya yay ay&lt;br /&gt;La intempestad y la calma casi son la misma cosa&lt;br /&gt;Ayaya yay ay&lt;br /&gt;Y nos dice que, la vida&lt;br /&gt;Nos dará el tiempo necesario&lt;br /&gt;Toma de mi lo que deseas&lt;br /&gt;Como si solo quedará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El presente es lo único que tengo&lt;br /&gt;El presente es lo único que hay&lt;br /&gt;Es contigo mi vida con quien puedo sentir&lt;br /&gt;Que merece la pena vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El presente es lo único que tenemos&lt;br /&gt;El presente es lo único que hay&lt;br /&gt;Es contigo mi vida con quien puedo sentir&lt;br /&gt;Que merece la pena vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya sé lo te diga no va ser suficiente consuelo&lt;br /&gt;Que perder este lugar&lt;br /&gt;Que amamos y destrozamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El presente es lo único que tengo&lt;br /&gt;El presente es lo único que hay&lt;br /&gt;Es contigo mi vida con quien puedo sentir&lt;br /&gt;Que merece la pena vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Amigos, muito grande é minhas saudade de vcs! Nos divertimos muitíssimo neste último Natal em São Paulo! Espero revê-los logo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande abraço! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289715842016298626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SWjYiD4jRoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YM77_qbagt4/s400/especial+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2976754230345855907-7861273075776848676?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/7861273075776848676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=7861273075776848676' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7861273075776848676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7861273075776848676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-presente.html' title='El Presente'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SWfaFnElfpI/AAAAAAAAALA/zPiK029xKKg/s72-c/venegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-2463976418935298848</id><published>2008-12-13T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T08:49:30.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music - música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon Anderson'/><title type='text'>Island of Life</title><content type='html'>(Kitaro and Jon Anderson)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279312403057647794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SUPiqNqQoLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/exQBuC3NGBs/s400/rio-de-janeiro-1_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She sees me&lt;br /&gt;She understands&lt;br /&gt;She helps&lt;br /&gt;With all of my fears&lt;br /&gt;When we stand together for life&lt;br /&gt;Who will hold a childIn her arms&lt;br /&gt;She reaches out&lt;br /&gt;So many friends&lt;br /&gt;Who seek to live this world&lt;br /&gt;When we stand together for life&lt;br /&gt;She will hold a childIn her arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Without woman&lt;br /&gt;Earth would fade and die&lt;br /&gt;Without woman&lt;br /&gt;Who am I&lt;br /&gt;Who am I&lt;br /&gt;On this Island of Faith&lt;br /&gt;Who am I&lt;br /&gt;On this Island of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the sea&lt;br /&gt;You are the sky&lt;br /&gt;You are the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I am the earth&lt;br /&gt;I am the Island of your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She listens&lt;br /&gt;She understands&lt;br /&gt;For those searching the truth&lt;br /&gt;We will stand together for life&lt;br /&gt;We will hold a child In our arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;She sees me&lt;br /&gt;She understands&lt;br /&gt;She helps&lt;br /&gt;With all of my fears&lt;br /&gt;When we stand together for life&lt;br /&gt;She will hold a childIn her arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are the understanding of life&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are the understanding of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SUPi4hItF3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/OWFQc-fvOuQ/s1600-h/kitaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279312648803784562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SUPi4hItF3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/OWFQc-fvOuQ/s400/kitaro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SUPi0JhbpuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xosZIFD5KGM/s1600-h/jon_anderson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279312573745571554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SUPi0JhbpuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xosZIFD5KGM/s400/jon_anderson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon Anderson and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kitaro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 2009 my friends!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feliz 2009 amigos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*************************&lt;/div&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/2976754230345855907-2463976418935298848?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/2463976418935298848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=2463976418935298848' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2463976418935298848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2463976418935298848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/12/island-of-life.html' title='Island of Life'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SUPiqNqQoLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/exQBuC3NGBs/s72-c/rio-de-janeiro-1_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-2258280904145748718</id><published>2008-11-26T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:51:10.100-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisbon forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisboa para Sempre'/><title type='text'>Lisboa em Visões</title><content type='html'>Quantas vezes, em dias quentes e ensolarados,&lt;br /&gt;ou em noites escuras e frias, à lembrança&lt;br /&gt;me ressurgem daquela cidade os quadros&lt;br /&gt;lindos e bem vivos de incomum pujança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordo em Campolide da Lusitana universidade&lt;br /&gt;Diante da mesquita, do aqueduto secular;&lt;br /&gt;e dos amigos em Belém, vindos de toda parte&lt;br /&gt;Como também do rio Tejo a desaguar no mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando então de centenário sobrado em visões&lt;br /&gt;da mente diviso o Castelo, a igreja em Alfama,&lt;br /&gt;Para depois, já noite..., rumar ao largo Camões...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!... Alfama, Belém, Campolide...nestas imaginárias&lt;br /&gt;visões a saudade me traz à mente, toda semana,&lt;br /&gt;Aquela linda Lisboa de emoções únicas e várias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Soneto de própria autoria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273060219124338242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2sVNgmTkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zYnF_LzBG3Y/s400/Campolide_UNL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(UNL - Universidade Nova de Lisboa - em Campolide - Lisboa)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273062928809268834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2uy731FmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YSPz9UfxPLg/s400/Mesquita.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (Mesquita)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273060131162647890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2sQF05bVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ygwIMFnYX3Q/s400/aqueduto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Aqueduto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2ugrFHnDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ozFkG-LK2q8/s1600-h/lisboa8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273062615063960626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2ugrFHnDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ozFkG-LK2q8/s400/lisboa8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Vista do Rio Tejo e região central de Lisboa. Ao lado esquerdo, igreja em Alfama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2t6aR50NI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WCrlrSHeaII/s1600-h/Rio+Tejo+e+Ponte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273061957719150802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2t6aR50NI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WCrlrSHeaII/s400/Rio+Tejo+e+Ponte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Ponte sobre o Rio Tejo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2twChN2PI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6fnH-xhMyE0/s1600-h/lisboa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273061779542235378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2twChN2PI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6fnH-xhMyE0/s400/lisboa4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Padrão dos Descobrimentos - Belém - Lisboa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273061599232873858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2tli0HVYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/i2hQ-IjO0vU/s400/Castelo+e+Centro+de+Lisboa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (Castelo e vista panorâmica de Lisboa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273062779933363202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2uqRRDDAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/QTYE7vS_1nA/s400/Largo+Cam%C3%B5es.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;(glorioso Largo Camões)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2tbV64PkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HrXnSIqH9Ug/s1600-h/Amigos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273061423972892226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2tbV64PkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HrXnSIqH9Ug/s400/Amigos2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Amigos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273061290864441762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2tTmDWeaI/AAAAAAAAAJo/g1wzAiCsuTw/s400/Amigos1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Amigos - Assembléia Nacional Portuguesa e Prof. Braga Macedo - em baixo na foto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2qkuOnu5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7V7EG0B8xdU/s1600-h/lisboa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273058286582086546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2qkuOnu5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7V7EG0B8xdU/s400/lisboa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Mosteiro dos Jerônimos - Belém - Lisboa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2qazwafuI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JSi3_KlzYBU/s1600-h/lisboa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273058116267310818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2qazwafuI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JSi3_KlzYBU/s400/lisboa2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Pç. do Comércio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2qVTbCbmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/lb1wzRl168E/s1600-h/lisboa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273058021688372834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2qVTbCbmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/lb1wzRl168E/s400/lisboa3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Estádio da Luz - Benfica)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente, posto neste meu blog algumas fotos de minha inesquecível estadia em Lisboa (Portugal), no primeiro semestre deste ano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Com este soneto procuro expressar meu agradecimento aos amigos que encontrei "naquela bela cidade", agora "em visões" da memória e recordos do coração. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo meu abraço aos amigos e um beijo às amigas de Lisboa, Cascais, Porto e redondezas de Portugal, e também aos amigos e amigas que lá estavam para estudos, vindo da Italia, Canada, Brasil, Dinamarca, Espanha... e tantos outras partes do mundo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre eles: Federica (Milano - Italia), Silvia (Venecia - Italia), Mikkel (Dinamarca), Prof. Braga Macedo (Lisboa), Tiago (Lisboa), Britanny (Canadá), Kelsey (Canadá), Bernardo (Rio de Janeiro), o pessoal do ISEGI - UNL (Universidade Nova de Lisboa), Eduardo (São Paulo), Eduardo (Rio de Janeiro), Cosmo (Moçambique), John (EUA),Rodrigo (Brasil); Hugo (Brasil), Sérgio (Moçambique), Nick (Cabo Verde), Mirco (Cabo Verde)...entre muitos outros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e até uma próxima! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally, in my blog I post some pictures of my unforgettable staied in Lisbon (Portugal). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With this sonnet I want express my thanks to my friends who I found in "that beautiful city," now "in style" and I recalled of my memory and of my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave to my friends hugs and kisses to (girls) friends of Lisbon, Porto and neighbores of Portugal, and also to friends who were there to study, coming from Italy, Canada, Brazil, Denmark, Spain ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among them: Federica (Milano - Italy), Silvia (Venecia - Italy), Mikkel (Denmark), Prof.. Braga Macedo (Lisbon), Tiago (Lisbon), Brittany (Canada), Kelsey (Canada), Bernardo (Rio de Janeiro), the staff of ISEGI - UNL (New University of Lisbon), Eduardo (Sao Paulo), Eduardo (Rio January), Cosmos (Mozambique), John (USA), Rodrigo (Brazil), Hugo (Brazil), Sergio (Mozambique), Nick (Cape Verde), Mirco (Cape Verde) ... among many others! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and until a next time! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;see you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2976754230345855907-2258280904145748718?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/2258280904145748718/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=2258280904145748718' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2258280904145748718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2258280904145748718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/11/lisboa-em-vises.html' title='Lisboa em Visões'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SS2sVNgmTkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zYnF_LzBG3Y/s72-c/Campolide_UNL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6760662913333504893</id><published>2008-11-21T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:47:48.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex Santos&apos;s poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><title type='text'>De los inciertos caminos del amor</title><content type='html'>Caminando en los inciertos caminos del amor&lt;br /&gt;Toda la vida persistiendo siempre estoy&lt;br /&gt;De Caminos tan suaves, tan alegres, tan floridos&lt;br /&gt;a Caminos ahora tan asperos, tan rudos, tan sombrios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la ventana de la casa, en alta colina&lt;br /&gt;Veo cantar a una bellícima y gentil señorita&lt;br /&gt;Cuando entonces un beso apasionado le envio...&lt;br /&gt;Y la indiferente ventana cerrada pasa a estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y para luego preguntar: ¡Oh! Cupido alado que de los cielos&lt;br /&gt;en la tierra lanza en los humanos corazones la ardiente flecha&lt;br /&gt;de manera tan desigual, tan ruda y tan perversa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veo que de mi noble amada no acierta&lt;br /&gt;la flecha el corazón, y ya muchisimo me aterra&lt;br /&gt;la misión fracasada y mi camino incierto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Soneto de propia autoria, con contribuición en la tradución de Mossarela - Lima - Peru)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271208597884214946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SScYSq3fnqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/zSuJyR6k09I/s400/poesia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6760662913333504893?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6760662913333504893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6760662913333504893' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6760662913333504893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6760662913333504893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/11/de-los-inciertos-caminos-del-amor.html' title='De los inciertos caminos del amor'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SScYSq3fnqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/zSuJyR6k09I/s72-c/poesia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-5931277207056809612</id><published>2008-11-13T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:05:57.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini&apos;s music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini per Sempre'/><title type='text'>Laura per Sempre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SRySdzgHRbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NSnKcUHJVog/s1600-h/laura_pausini_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268246704855401906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SRySdzgHRbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NSnKcUHJVog/s400/laura_pausini_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para mim Laura Pausini têm simplesmente a voz feminina mais linda do mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada novo trabalho musical, ela me surpreende com músicas lindíssimas. Assim, resolvi destacar aqui seu novo álbum: Primavera in Anticipo&lt;br /&gt;(Todos os direitos reservados: &lt;a href="http://www.laurapausini.com/"&gt;http://www.laurapausini.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Para mi Laura Pausini tiene de hecho la voz feminina más guapa del mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En cada nuevo trabajo musical, ella dispontame siempre con músicas bellicimas. Así, pensé traernos su nuevo albun: Primavera in Anticipo&lt;br /&gt;(todos los derecho reservados: &lt;a href="http://www.laurapausini.com/"&gt;http://www.laurapausini.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;For me Laura Pausini are simply the most beautiful female voice in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every new musical work, she surprised me with beautiful songs. So I decided to highlight its new album here: Primavera in Anticipo&lt;br /&gt;(Copyright &lt;a href="http://www.laurapausini.com/"&gt;http://www.laurapausini.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Pausini Per Sempre! Grazie Mille bella! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268247156955425346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SRyS4HtKKkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zomc8Rx1OCY/s400/new_albun_laura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Mille Braccia&lt;br /&gt;02. Invece No0&lt;br /&gt;3. Primavera In Anticipo&lt;br /&gt;04. Nel Modo Piu Sincero Che C´è&lt;br /&gt;05. Un Fatto Ovvio lyrics&lt;br /&gt;06. Il Mio Beneficio&lt;br /&gt;07. Prima Che Esci&lt;br /&gt;08. Più Di Ieri&lt;br /&gt;09. Bellissimo Così&lt;br /&gt;10. L´impressione&lt;br /&gt;11. La Geografia Del Mio Cammino&lt;br /&gt;12. Ogni Colore Al Cielo&lt;br /&gt;13. Primavera In Anticipo&lt;br /&gt;14. Sorella Terra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Laura Pausini (born May 16, 1974) is an Italian pop singer, popular in several European, Latin American, and Middle Eastern countries, famed for her powerful voice, her romantic adult contemporary ballads and love songs. She is fluent in several languages and has recorded songs in Italian, Spanish and English. She has also recorded some songs in Portuguese, a language of which she has a good (but not excellent) knowledge, and French, which she does not speak at all. At the 2006 Grammy Awards, Pausini won Best Latin Pop Album for Escucha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Pausini was born and raised in the town of Solarolo, Ravenna in the Italian region of Emilia-Romagna. She started to sing in local piano bars with her father Fabrizio, a musician and singer, when she was only eight years old. At the age of thirteen, Laura had her first recording experience with the album I sogni di Laura (Laura's Dreams), a semi-professional release produced by her father in 1987. In 1993 her career was launched when she won the prestigious Italian Sanremo Music Festival with one of her best known songs, "La solitudine". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 2008 Laura spend most of her time in the studio, recording another new album. Her new CD called "Primavera In Anticipo" is going to be released on November 14, 2008 in Italy. The international version of this album is going to be released on November 18 in many European countries and on December 1, 2008 in USA and Canada, in a limited edition. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laura_Pausini"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laura_Pausini&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-5931277207056809612?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/5931277207056809612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=5931277207056809612' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5931277207056809612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5931277207056809612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/11/laura-per-sempre.html' title='Laura per Sempre!'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SRySdzgHRbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NSnKcUHJVog/s72-c/laura_pausini_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-506261663075966098</id><published>2008-11-10T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:01:02.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint Seiya anime'/><title type='text'>Shining Star</title><content type='html'>Saint Seiya anime's music (from Japan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267119838804032818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SRiRlkVTvTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TnWPSl2DkCw/s400/saint+seiya+anime.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look back through the time&lt;br /&gt;What did you find in your life&lt;br /&gt;What did you see, through your heart&lt;br /&gt;Is there still a strength in you or are you falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come let me hold you in my heart I'll always be here for you&lt;br /&gt;Close your heart and rest your soul&lt;br /&gt;Let me wipe away your tears, I'll kiss away your fears&lt;br /&gt;So you can fly again&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings up high and touch that one endless sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining star, sparkling in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Like a diamond shining in your special way&lt;br /&gt;I see your twinkling light night and day&lt;br /&gt;Shining star, shining way up high&lt;br /&gt;In the dark sky, you are the guiding light forever&lt;br /&gt;Shining bright up there in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's light inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Is it for tomorrow's dreams&lt;br /&gt;That you believe, light of hope&lt;br /&gt;Could it be the tears you cry from those sad memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come let me hold you in my heart I'll always be here for you&lt;br /&gt;Close your heart and rest your soul&lt;br /&gt;There's so many dreams to see, just let your heart go free&lt;br /&gt;Sail on the winds of time&lt;br /&gt;Keep on searching cause your dream(s) are just touch away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining star, sparkling in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I feel you so close to me you are my light&lt;br /&gt;I see your twinkling light rain or shine&lt;br /&gt;Shining star, shining way up high&lt;br /&gt;Keep on shining even on stormy nights&lt;br /&gt;You're always shining bright right here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining star, sparkling in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Like a diamond shining in your special way&lt;br /&gt;I see your twinkling light night and day&lt;br /&gt;Shining star, shining way up high&lt;br /&gt;In the dark sky, you are the guiding light forever&lt;br /&gt;Shining bright up there in the night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-506261663075966098?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/506261663075966098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=506261663075966098' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/506261663075966098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/506261663075966098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/11/shining-star.html' title='Shining Star'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SRiRlkVTvTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TnWPSl2DkCw/s72-c/saint+seiya+anime.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-231561805684961837</id><published>2008-10-31T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:17:45.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lope de Vega (España)'/><title type='text'>Piedras Preciosas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SQtXWqaNs_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VReOZJcFYrU/s1600-h/aurora_boreal_nasa_2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263396636365534194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SQtXWqaNs_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VReOZJcFYrU/s400/aurora_boreal_nasa_2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;(Lope de Vega)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esmeraldas son tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;y topacios tu cabeza,&lt;br /&gt;donde el oro que se cría&lt;br /&gt;nace adonde tu te peinas;&lt;br /&gt;plata bruñida es tu cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;o el cristal que el viento hiela;&lt;br /&gt;de la piedra girasol&lt;br /&gt;tu vista hurtó la belleza.&lt;br /&gt;Amatistes y záfiros&lt;br /&gt;ser esmeralda quisieran&lt;br /&gt;para tener con tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;sobre el calor competencia.&lt;br /&gt;El coral, verde en el agua,&lt;br /&gt;muere porque tú le veas,&lt;br /&gt;que hará en el agua tu boca&lt;br /&gt;lo que hace el sol en la tierra;&lt;br /&gt;que como él engendra el oro,&lt;br /&gt;color puede engenderar ella,&lt;br /&gt;y dar en su nacar mismo&lt;br /&gt;blancura y lustre a las perlas.&lt;br /&gt;Esmeraldas y topacios,&lt;br /&gt;oro, cristal, plata, piedras,&lt;br /&gt;girasoles, amatistas,&lt;br /&gt;záfiros, coral y perlas,&lt;br /&gt;donde asiste, señora, tu belleza,&lt;br /&gt;tú tienes el valor, y ellos son piedras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263399109953338210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SQtZmpPgO2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/vK1D9_gxOC4/s400/200px-LopedeVega.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lope de Vega ou José Félix de Vega y Carpio&lt;br /&gt;(Madrid, 1562- Madrid,1635). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue novelista y poeta, autor de más de 1500 comedias. Es elcreador del teatro nacional español. Obras principales:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Novelas: La arcadia, La Dorotea.&lt;br /&gt;b) Poesia: Soliloquios, Rimas humanas y divinas.&lt;br /&gt;c) Teatro: Peribañez, La estrella de Sevilla.&lt;br /&gt;................................................................&lt;br /&gt;Lope de Vega (also Félix Lope de Vega y Carpio or Lope Félix de Vega Carpio)&lt;br /&gt;(25 November 1562-27 August 1635) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a Spanish Baroque playwright and poet. His reputation in the world of Spanish letters is second only to that of Cervantes, while the sheer volume of his literary output is unequalled: he is estimated to have written up to 1,500 three-act plays – of which some 425 have survived until the modern day – together with a plethora of shorter dramatic and poetic works.&lt;br /&gt;Lope de Vega was born in Madrid to a family of undistinguished origins, recent arrivals in the capital from Valle de Carriedo in Cantabria, whose breadwinner, Félix de Vega, was an embroiderer.&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/2976754230345855907-231561805684961837?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/231561805684961837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=231561805684961837' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/231561805684961837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/231561805684961837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/10/piedras-preciosas.html' title='Piedras Preciosas'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SQtXWqaNs_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VReOZJcFYrU/s72-c/aurora_boreal_nasa_2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-7542875144867753404</id><published>2008-10-21T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:17:42.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seiji Yokoyama&apos;s music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seiji Yokoyama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint Seiya anime'/><title type='text'>Seiji Yokoyama and Saint Seiya forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4ptFe_xrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Di-jUxGPc_Q/s1600-h/seiji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259687269358356146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4ptFe_xrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Di-jUxGPc_Q/s400/seiji.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá pessoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assistindo ao final tão esperado pelos fãs dos Cavaleiros do Zodíaco da Saga de Hades nos Campos Elísios, me lembrei de que uma das razões do grande sucesso do anime se deve à qualidade artística da sua trilha sonoro, obra do inesquecível Seiji, quem procuro homenagear de forma singela o grande compositor japonês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seiji Yokoyama nasceu em 1935 em Hiroshima, Japão. Se graduou no Colégio de Música de Kunitachi e, sem dúvida, é muito conhecido como o autor da trilha sonora inesquecível de Saint Seiya, ou Os Cavaleiros do Zodíaco em português, anime que pelo que sei faz sucesso sobretudo no Japão, no Brasil, na Espanha e na Itália.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na playlist ao lado e no final deste blog postei algumas músicas e vídeos para que os amigos conheçam um pouco da sua grande arte musical, caracterizada por um mix original de música erudita, rock e pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas imagens do famoso anime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259688391955183810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4qube7-MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CIBHz5Wa9qA/s400/cdzfim.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259688499602631522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4q0sgFq2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ouAuHZEFMEw/s400/saori.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259687892212167330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4qRVy6sqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cWbn5tYzCZI/s400/athenaepegaso.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259688646278700130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4q9O6Y3GI/AAAAAAAAAFw/R5j3xvHHx0o/s400/elisiumcavaleiros.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259689149835659970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4raizuSsI/AAAAAAAAAF4/umucJzbgqFk/s400/seiyaarmaduradivina.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259690156020178530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4sVHIznmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/XEHJNOgqFRI/s400/constelacoes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4qI4uFpXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mlU9sNNmbyQ/s1600-h/athenaepegaso.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259689420388544850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4rqSsjsVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6rlPUSCHdNQ/s400/sea+temple.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Forever&lt;br /&gt;(Seiji Yokoyama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirameku seiza ga omae o yonderu sore wa erabareta senshi no akashi&lt;br /&gt;GIRISHA shinwa no you ni mabushii KUROSU matotte&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aa ASHITA no sora wa BURUU&lt;br /&gt;donna yume mo shinjireba kanau yo&lt;br /&gt;aa kokoro ni shimiru BURUU&lt;br /&gt;eien no kagayaki&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kizutsuki tsukareta yoru ni wa aitai ai no ude no naka nemureru you ni&lt;br /&gt;tsurai tatakai dake ga subete to omoitakunai&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aa miageru sora wa BURUU&lt;br /&gt;atsui NOZOMI suteru na to chikatta&lt;br /&gt;aa wasure wa shinai BURUU&lt;br /&gt;eien no kagayaki&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aa ASHITA no sora wa BURUU&lt;br /&gt;donna yume mo shinjireba kanau yo&lt;br /&gt;aa kokoro ni shimiru BURUU&lt;br /&gt;eien no kagayaki &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aa miageru sora wa BURUU&lt;br /&gt;atsui NOZOMI suteru na to chikatta&lt;br /&gt;aa wasure wa shinai BURUU&lt;br /&gt;eien no kagayaki&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aa ASHITA no sora wa BURUU&lt;br /&gt;donna yume mo shinjireba kanau yo&lt;br /&gt;aa kokoro ni shimiru BURUU&lt;br /&gt;eien no kagayaki&lt;br /&gt;...................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;Blue Forever&lt;/n&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre azul (tradução) &lt;/n&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma brilhante constelação lhe chama&lt;br /&gt;Isso prova que você é o guerreiro escolhido&lt;br /&gt;Como na mitologia grega&lt;br /&gt;Coloque a sua deslumbrante armadura&lt;br /&gt;Ah, amanhã o céu será azul!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seja qual for o seu sonho, se você acreditar nele,&lt;br /&gt;ele se tornará realidade&lt;br /&gt;Ah, este azul entra no seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Brilhando eternamente&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ferido e exausto, você deseja encontrar a noite&lt;br /&gt;E adormecer em seus amados braços&lt;br /&gt;Aquelas lutas únicas são tão difíceis&lt;br /&gt;Você não quer mais pensar em tudo isso&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o céu acima de você é tão azul&lt;br /&gt;Você jurou nunca abandonar sua ardente esperança&lt;br /&gt;Ah, você nunca esquecerá este azul&lt;br /&gt;Brilhando eternamente&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, amanhã o céu será azul!&lt;br /&gt;Seja qual for o seu sonho, se você acreditar nele,&lt;br /&gt;ele se tornará realidade&lt;br /&gt;Ah, este azul entra no seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Brilhando eternamente&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o céu acima de você é tão azul&lt;br /&gt;Você jurou nunca abandonar sua ardente esperança&lt;br /&gt;Ah, você nunca esquecerá este azul&lt;br /&gt;Brilhando eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;...................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;(En Español)&lt;br /&gt;"La música tiene un lugar muy importante en una serie, ciertamente contribuye al ambiente, pero contribuye también, y sobretodo, a su éxito. La música se escucha, se vive, pero no se lee. Seiji Yokoyama, !é! es el fabuloso compositor de las músicas de nuestra obra de culto en versión animada! Todos estosgrandes temas emotivos que nos cautivaron, transportaron, fascinaron e hicieron vertir lágrimas, estars melodías espléndidas, sonatas de violín de una belleza que nos atravesó el corazón son de Él.&lt;br /&gt;Seiji Yokoyama nació el 17 de marzo de 1935 en una ciudad trágica, puesto que se trata de Hiroshima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obtiene su título de compositor en 1957, después salir de la escuela de música de Kunitachi (la misma escuela en que se educóKazuko Kawashima, la joven mujer que canta numerosas melodias de la serie!). Seiji compuso tanto para la televisión japonesa,la radio, como para series educativas y peliculas." (fonte: &lt;a href="http://snk-seiya.net/guiasaintseiya/Yokohama.htm"&gt;http://snk-seiya.net/guiasaintseiya/Yokohama.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;(In English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seiji Yokoyama (横山 菁児, Yokoyama Seiji?) (born March 17, 1935) is a prolific Japanese incidental music composer best known for his work on the Saint Seiya series. Yokoyama was born in Hiroshima, Hiroshima. He is a graduate student of Kunitachi College of Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made his debut as a composer for the ending theme of The Adventures of Hutch the Honeybee in 1974. In Space Pirate Captain Harlock, he developed his symphonic sound for many TV shows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-7542875144867753404?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/7542875144867753404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=7542875144867753404' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7542875144867753404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7542875144867753404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/10/seiji-yokoyama-and-saint-seiya-forever.html' title='Seiji Yokoyama and Saint Seiya forever'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SP4ptFe_xrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Di-jUxGPc_Q/s72-c/seiji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-4638589024416588685</id><published>2008-10-16T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:14:29.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini&apos;s music'/><title type='text'>Mi Libre Canción</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SPeaNi5L_dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4mMO5OTzsVk/s1600-h/lauraPausini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257840647473987026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SPeaNi5L_dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4mMO5OTzsVk/s400/lauraPausini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Pausini y Juanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un mundo que,&lt;br /&gt;vive sin amor,&lt;br /&gt;eres tú&lt;br /&gt;mi libre,&lt;br /&gt;canción...&lt;br /&gt;Y la inmensidad,&lt;br /&gt;se abre alrededor,&lt;br /&gt;pasa ya del limite del corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Nace el sentimiento,&lt;br /&gt;en mitad del llanto,&lt;br /&gt;y se le va altísimo,&lt;br /&gt;y va...&lt;br /&gt;Y vuela sobre el gesto de la gente,&lt;br /&gt;a todo lo más noble indiferente,&lt;br /&gt;aleja el beso cálido de amor,&lt;br /&gt;de puro amor...&lt;br /&gt;En un mundo que,&lt;br /&gt;prisionero es,&lt;br /&gt;libres respirábamos,&lt;br /&gt;tu y yo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero la verdad,&lt;br /&gt;nada brilla hoy,&lt;br /&gt;y nítida su música, sonó...&lt;br /&gt;Nuevas sensaciones,&lt;br /&gt;nuevas emociones,&lt;br /&gt;se expresan ya purísimas, en mi.&lt;br /&gt;Y el pelo del fantasma del pasado,&lt;br /&gt;cayendo deja el cuadro inmaculado&lt;br /&gt;se alza un viento tímido de amor,&lt;br /&gt;de puro amor...&lt;br /&gt;Me recubro en ti,&lt;br /&gt;dulce amada que, no sabe el camino,&lt;br /&gt;no sabe que de mi.&lt;br /&gt;Al lado tuyo vendré. Si quieres tu...&lt;br /&gt;Cae un día el muro,&lt;br /&gt;recubierto de rosas selváticas,&lt;br /&gt;revive o no, se eleva o no...&lt;br /&gt;Bosque abandonado y por ello sobreviviendo virgen&lt;br /&gt;se abre o no, se cierra o no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un mundo que,&lt;br /&gt;prisionero es,&lt;br /&gt;libres respirábamos,&lt;br /&gt;tu y yo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero la verdad,&lt;br /&gt;nada brilla hoy,&lt;br /&gt;y nítida su música, sonó...&lt;br /&gt;Nuevas sensaciones,&lt;br /&gt;nuevas emociones,&lt;br /&gt;se expresan ya purísimas, en mi.&lt;br /&gt;Y el pelo del fantasma del pasado,&lt;br /&gt;cayendo deja el cuadro inmaculado&lt;br /&gt;se alza un viento tímido de amor,&lt;br /&gt;de puro amor...&lt;br /&gt;de puro amor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-4638589024416588685?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SPeaNi5L_dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4mMO5OTzsVk/s72-c/lauraPausini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-1591509839022393899</id><published>2008-10-09T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:54:11.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alejandro Sanz'/><title type='text'>Tutto quel che ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SO5hPoRTN0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/NAp4OgNg2h4/s1600-h/alejandro+sanz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255244736323860290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SO5hPoRTN0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/NAp4OgNg2h4/s400/alejandro+sanz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alejandro Sanz (España)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Come stai come ti va, da te é già notte oppure giorno&lt;br /&gt;al telefono sei vera, ma non é come un ritorno&lt;br /&gt;io ti ascolto mentre parli e poi ti guardo in una foto,&lt;br /&gt;come una pubblicita' che promete e poi da' poco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Madrid si sta muovendo e tutto corre come sempre,&lt;br /&gt;passa il tempo lento ed io ti penso con altra gente;&lt;br /&gt;sei partita da un momento e son cent' anni che sei via&lt;br /&gt;è così che perdo il sonno io per dirti che sei mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lógico, se l'amore é lógico&lt;br /&gt;quale spiegazione c' é&lt;br /&gt;a questa solitudine&lt;br /&gt;io chiudo gli occhi e per incanto&lt;br /&gt;c'e' il nostro incontro imaginario...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti bacerei come nessuno ti ha baciata mai,&lt;br /&gt;ti amerei con il corpo e con la mente,&lt;br /&gt;con la pelle e l'anima;&lt;br /&gt;questo sogno disperato é tutto quel che ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti bacerei come nessuno ha fatto mai,&lt;br /&gt;ti amerei per vederti ancora far l'amore e darsi l'anima;&lt;br /&gt;sei un sogno disperato, sei tutto quel che ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se qualcuno ti sta accanto e ti riempie di parole&lt;br /&gt;a Madrid io ti domando solo un ultimo favore&lt;br /&gt;certe volte fa più caldo in fondo al cuore che nel fuoco&lt;br /&gt;cerca di volerti bene, che è un 'impresa non da poco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lógico, se l'amore é lógico&lt;br /&gt;quale siegazione c'é&lt;br /&gt;a questa solitudine.&lt;br /&gt;Io chiudo gli occhi e pio mi perdo&lt;br /&gt;nel nostro incontro imaginario...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti bacerei come nessuno ti ha baciata mai,&lt;br /&gt;ti amerei con il corpo e con la mente,&lt;br /&gt;con la pelle e l'anima;&lt;br /&gt;Questo sogno disperato é tutto quel che ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti amerei,&lt;br /&gt;con la pelle e l'anima;&lt;br /&gt;tu sei, sei tutto quel che ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti bacerei come nessuno ha fatto mai,&lt;br /&gt;ti amerei con il corpo e con la mente,&lt;br /&gt;con la pelle e l'anima.&lt;br /&gt;Un sogno disperato, sei tutto quel che ho,&lt;br /&gt;tutto quel che ho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-1591509839022393899?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/1591509839022393899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=1591509839022393899' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-3994426310930668502</id><published>2008-10-06T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:36:37.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><title type='text'>Sonho de uma tarde de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SOqz0FLWxnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Etybyx4b0SQ/s1600-h/praia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254209622605481586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SOqz0FLWxnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Etybyx4b0SQ/s400/praia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma leve brisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um calor suave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No fim de tarde...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até o novo dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só vc e eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só eu e vc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada mais no mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nenhum outro porquê...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um largo brilho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no céu estrelado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma musica soa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minha amada ao meu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só eu e vc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só vc e eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada mais neste mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todo o resto morreu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enfim um abraço...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afinal um beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No final o desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De um amor sem final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só eu e vc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só vc e eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não quero mais nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que um beijo seu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só eu e vc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só vc e eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nesta tarde deserta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada mais interessa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Além do carinho seu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(composição própria)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-3994426310930668502?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/3994426310930668502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=3994426310930668502' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3994426310930668502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alejandro Sanz'/><title type='text'>Amiga mía</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SOaMrh25AFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/84aOCYnG9O4/s1600-h/alejandro+sanz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253040694825123922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SOaMrh25AFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/84aOCYnG9O4/s400/alejandro+sanz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alejandro Sanz (España)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mia, lo sé, sólo vives por él,&lt;br /&gt;Que lo sabe también, pero él no te ve&lt;br /&gt;Como yo, suplicarle a mi boca que diga&lt;br /&gt;Que me confesado entre copas&lt;br /&gt;Que es con tu piel con quien sueña de noche&lt;br /&gt;Y que enloquece con cada botón que&lt;br /&gt;Te desabrochas pensando en su manos.&lt;br /&gt;Él no te ha visto temblar, esperando&lt;br /&gt;Una palabra, algún gesto un abrazo.&lt;br /&gt;Él no te ve como yo suspirando,&lt;br /&gt;Con los ojitos abiertos de par en par,&lt;br /&gt;Escucharme nombrarle.&lt;br /&gt;!ay, amiga mía! lo sé y él también.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, no sé qué decir,&lt;br /&gt;Ni qué hacer para verte feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Ojalá pudiera mandar en el alma o en la libertad,&lt;br /&gt;Que es lo que a él le hace falta,&lt;br /&gt;Llenarte los bolsillos de guerras ganadas,&lt;br /&gt;De sueños e ilusiones renovadas.&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero regalarte una poesía;&lt;br /&gt;Tú piensas que estoy dando las noticias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, ójala algún día escuchando mi canción,&lt;br /&gt;De pronto, entiendas que lo que nunca quise fue contar tu historia&lt;br /&gt;Porque pudiera resultar conmovedora.&lt;br /&gt;Pero, perdona, amiga mía,&lt;br /&gt;No es inteligencia ni es sabiduría;&lt;br /&gt;Esta es mi manera de decir las cosas.&lt;br /&gt;No es que sea mi trabajo, es que es mi idioma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, princesa de un cuento infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, tan sólo pretendo que cuentes conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, a ver si uno de estos días,&lt;br /&gt;Por fin aprendo a hablar&lt;br /&gt;Sin tener que dar tantos rodeos,&lt;br /&gt;Que toda esta historia me importa&lt;br /&gt;Porque eres mi amiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, lo sé, sólo vives por él,&lt;br /&gt;Que lo sabe también, pero él no te ve&lt;br /&gt;Como yo, suplicarle a mi boca que diga&lt;br /&gt;Que me ha confesado entre copas&lt;br /&gt;Que es con tu piel con quien sueña de noche ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, no sé qué decir,&lt;br /&gt;Ni qué hacer para verte feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Ójala pudiera mandar en el alma y en la libertad,&lt;br /&gt;Que es lo que a él le hace falta,&lt;br /&gt;Llenarte los bolsillos de guerras ganadas,&lt;br /&gt;De sueños e ilusiones renovadas.&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero regalarte una poesía;&lt;br /&gt;Tú piensas que estoy dando las noticias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, princesa de un cuento infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, tan sólo prentendo que cuentes conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Amiga mía, a ver si uno de estos días,&lt;br /&gt;Por fin aprendo a hablar&lt;br /&gt;Sin tener que dar tantos rodeos,&lt;br /&gt;Que toda esta historia me importa&lt;br /&gt;Porque eres mi amiga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6713102514226989363?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6713102514226989363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6713102514226989363' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6713102514226989363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6713102514226989363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/10/amiga-ma.html' title='Amiga mía'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SOaMrh25AFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/84aOCYnG9O4/s72-c/alejandro+sanz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-3448369377956794320</id><published>2008-09-26T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:29:57.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alejandro Sanz'/><title type='text'>Mi Soledad Y Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SN2MBVvtraI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HY-0_g1ShRQ/s1600-h/alejandro+sanz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250506695228894626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SN2MBVvtraI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HY-0_g1ShRQ/s400/alejandro+sanz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alejandro Sanz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Cómo estás?, ¿qué tal te va?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;allí es de día, o es de noche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Es bonita esa ciudad, para ir de vacaciones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y el hotel, era verdad que es tan romántico y lujoso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como en la publicidad con esas playas de las fotos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Madrid está lloviendo y todo sigue como siempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solamente que no estás y el tiempo pasa lentamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estoy loco por que vuelvas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hace tanto que te fuiste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No te irás a enamorar allí, lo prometiste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por favor, cuando puedas llámame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que mi soledad y yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sin ti no nos llevamos bien&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me paso el día planeando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nuestro encuentro imaginario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te besaré, como nadie en este mundo te besó&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te amaré, con el cuerpo y con la mente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;con la piel y el corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vuelve pronto, te esperamos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi soledad y yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te besaré, como nadie en este mundo te besó&lt;br /&gt;te amaré, con el cuerpo y con la mente&lt;br /&gt;con la piel y el corazón&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve pronto, te esperamos&lt;br /&gt;Mi soledad y yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya no te entretengo más&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sé que te está esperando alguien&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dile que debe hablar más bajo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;al que ha dicho que no tardes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo ultimo favor te pido antes de colgar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dile que te cuide mucho, me prometes que lo haras?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y ahora calmate que él no note que haz llorado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;disimula que estas bien como yo lo hago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y mientras seguire pensando en nuestro encuentro imaginario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te besare como nadie en este mundo te beso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te amare con el cuerpo con la mente con la piel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y el corazon, vuelve pronto te esperamos....mi soledad y yo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te besare como nadie en este mundo te beso&lt;br /&gt;te amare con el cuerpo con la mente con la piel&lt;br /&gt;y el corazon, vuelve pronto te esperamos....mi soledad y yo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te besare como nadie en este mundo te beso&lt;br /&gt;te amare con el cuerpo con la mente con la piel&lt;br /&gt;y el corazon, vuelve pronto te esperamos....mi soledad y yo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-3448369377956794320?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/3448369377956794320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=3448369377956794320' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3448369377956794320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/3448369377956794320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/09/mi-soledad-y-yo.html' title='Mi Soledad Y Yo'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SN2MBVvtraI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HY-0_g1ShRQ/s72-c/alejandro+sanz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-4948616875150202057</id><published>2008-09-25T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:38:36.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La crisis económica golpea a la Corona británica</title><content type='html'>(Buckingham´s Palace)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNv2mY_KexI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b6xCFgdFDvw/s1600-h/palacio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250060930033285906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNv2mY_KexI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b6xCFgdFDvw/s400/palacio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;heheeheh...essa matéria me pareceu um tanto bizarra... a crise financeira norteamericana e já também global não perdoou se quer a familia real inglesa: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"La Corona también tiene que ahorrar. Ese es el mensaje del Gobierno británico a la reina Isabel II tras pedir un aumento de dinero para los gastos de su mantenimiento. Tesoro británico se ha negado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Según publica The Independent, los responsables de las finanzas de la reina han solicitado en secreto un aumento de dinero para evitar que la monarquía entre en crisis económica en el año 2011, pero el Tesoro británico se ha negado a agregar un solo penique. Los colaboradores de la Isabel II han informado al Gobierno de que las finanzas de la monarquía han sido erosionadas por la inflación y se necesita más dinero para financiar las actividades oficiales de la Familia Real y el mantenimiento de sus diversos palacios y residencias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Según la información, Isabel II necesita aumentar los 15 millones de libras (18.9 millones de euros) que invierte en el mantenimiento de las propiedades de la Corona y los 7.9 millones (casi 10 millones de euros) de la llamada lista civil, con los que se financian las actividades oficiales de los miembros más destacados de la Familia Real. Sin embargo, la actual crisis económica global ha hecho profunda mella en el presupuesto del Gobierno laborista, que asegura no poder atender esa petición extraordinaria de fondos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si el Gobierno no acude en su ayuda, la Reina no conseguirá un equilibrio de sus cuentas en los tres próximos años, según la empresa de contabilidad Baker Tilly. Al actual ritmo de gasto de la monarquía, para el año 2011 la factura por financiación de las funciones oficiales de los miembros se habrá duplicado con respecto al monto actual."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(El Pais in &lt;a href="http://www.elpais.com/articulo/internacional/crisis/economica/golpea/Corona/britanica/elpepuint/20080925elpepuint_12/Tes"&gt;http://www.elpais.com/articulo/internacional/crisis/economica/golpea/Corona/britanica/elpepuint/20080925elpepuint_12/Tes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acesso em 25/09/2008)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-4948616875150202057?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/4948616875150202057/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=4948616875150202057' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/4948616875150202057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/4948616875150202057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/09/la-crisis-econmica-golpea-la-corona.html' title='La crisis económica golpea a la Corona británica'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNv2mY_KexI/AAAAAAAAAEI/b6xCFgdFDvw/s72-c/palacio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-714048473909138972</id><published>2008-09-23T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:33:08.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julieta Venegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music - música'/><title type='text'>Me voy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNk2D6K18WI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BNbgUb00-OQ/s1600-h/julieta+venegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249286281459265890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNk2D6K18WI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BNbgUb00-OQ/s400/julieta+venegas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Julieta Venegas&lt;br /&gt;Composição: J. Venegas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque no supiste entender a mi corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lo que había en el porque no tuviste el valor de ver quien soy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque no escuchas lo que está tan cerca de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sólo el ruido de afuera y yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que estoy a un lado desaparezco para ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No voy a llorar y decir que no merezco esto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque es probable que lo merezco pero no lo quiero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por eso me voy que lástima pero adios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me despido de ti y me voy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que lástima pero adios me despido de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque sé que me espera algo mejor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alguien que sepa darme amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de ese que endulza la sal y hace que salga el sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo que pensé nunca me iría de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que es amor del bueno de toda la vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero hoy entendí que no hay suficiente para los dos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No voy a llorar y decir que no merezco esto&lt;br /&gt;porque es probable que lo merezco pero no lo quiero&lt;br /&gt;por eso me voy que lástima pero adios&lt;br /&gt;me despido de ti y me voy&lt;br /&gt;que lástima pero adios me despido de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me voy que lastima pero adios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me despido de ti me voy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que lastima pero adios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me despido de ti me voy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que lastima pero adios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me despido de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me voy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que lastima pero adios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me despido de ti y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me voy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-714048473909138972?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/714048473909138972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=714048473909138972' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/714048473909138972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/714048473909138972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-voy.html' title='Me voy'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNk2D6K18WI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BNbgUb00-OQ/s72-c/julieta+venegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-4796248012047133295</id><published>2008-09-15T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:36:10.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Pausini&apos;s music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music - música'/><title type='text'>Viaggio con te</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNk3CqQ1VoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Cu-wMrrhiDE/s1600-h/laurapausini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249287359521183362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNk3CqQ1VoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Cu-wMrrhiDE/s400/laurapausini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laura Pausini &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNfTkXt2RVI/AAAAAAAAADw/NliFY7Y0Wb8/s1600-h/laurapausini.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ci svegliavi con un bacio e poi&lt;br /&gt;te ne andavi a letto mentre noi&lt;br /&gt;correvamo in quella scuola che&lt;br /&gt;ci dicevi insegna a vivere&lt;br /&gt;ma la vita l'hai insegnata tu&lt;br /&gt;ogni giorno um pò di più&lt;br /&gt;con quegli occhi innamorati tuoi&lt;br /&gt;di due figlie matte come noi&lt;br /&gt;cosa non darei&lt;br /&gt;perché il tempo no ci invecchi mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho imparato a cantare insieme a te&lt;br /&gt;nelle sere d'estate nel caffè&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato il mio coraggio&lt;br /&gt;e ho diviso la strada e l'allegri&lt;br /&gt;ala tua forza e la tua malinconia&lt;br /&gt;ogni istante ogni miraggio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per le feste tu non c'eri mai&lt;br /&gt;mama apriva i pacchi insieme a noi&lt;br /&gt;il lavoro ti portava via la tua solitudine era mia&lt;br /&gt;cosa non farei...&lt;br /&gt;per ridarti il tempo perso ormai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho imparato ad amare come te&lt;br /&gt;questa vita rischiando tutta me&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato il tuo coraggio&lt;br /&gt;e ho capito la timida follia&lt;br /&gt;del tuo essere unico perché&lt;br /&gt;sei la meta del mio viaggio per me&lt;br /&gt;E cosi ... sempre di più ... somiglio a te&lt;br /&gt;nei tuoi sorrisi, e nelle lacrime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho imparato il tuo coraggio&lt;br /&gt;e ho imparato ad amare e credere&lt;br /&gt;nella vita rischiando tutta me&lt;br /&gt;e ho diviso questo viaggio con te&lt;br /&gt;io con te&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato il mio coraggio&lt;br /&gt;mi risveglio in questa casa mia&lt;br /&gt;penso a quando te ne andavi via&lt;br /&gt;e anche adesso cosa non farei&lt;br /&gt;per ridarci il tempo perso ormai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-4796248012047133295?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/4796248012047133295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=4796248012047133295' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/4796248012047133295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/4796248012047133295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/09/viaggio-con-te.html' title='Viaggio con te'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SNk3CqQ1VoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Cu-wMrrhiDE/s72-c/laurapausini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-8223702221393774582</id><published>2008-09-11T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:39:42.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desenvolvimento econômico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pesquisa científica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empreendedorismo'/><title type='text'>Brasil não produz conhecimento novo: como mudar essa realidade?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SMl7cVBZO-I/AAAAAAAAADY/EDa5RAEnhpQ/s1600-h/Manchete.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244858967659199458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SMl7cVBZO-I/AAAAAAAAADY/EDa5RAEnhpQ/s400/Manchete.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SMl7SirAxuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jb37p5ERy_M/s1600-h/Manchete.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Estudo do Banco Mundial aponta que universidade é distante da indústria e que Brasil só adapta tecnologias"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse é um dos mais recentes resultados da última pesquisa do Banco Mundial sobre inovação e criação de conhecimento pelos centros de pesquisa espalhados pelo mundo: "o Brasil não produz conhecimento novo", ficando atrás de países também emergentes como China e Índia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seguem alguns trechos do estudo de grande interesse nacional:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"[O estudo] aponta os fatores da deficiência brasileira na área: ensino básico precário, que resulta em profissionais pouco qualificados, universidades distantes do setor produtivo e voltadas mais para conhecimento teórico do que prático e tradição de importar e adaptar tecnologias, em vez de criá-las."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“O Brasil está publicando pesquisas em um ritmo bastante aceitável, tendo hoje 2% dos artigos científicos de revistas e jornais internacionais. Mas o número de patentes é baixo, 0,18% das patentes internacionais são brasileiras', explica Alberto Rodriguez, um dos principais autores do estudo".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E aponta como solução inevitável: “Há a necessidade de que a pesquisa feita na universidade e nos laboratórios seja mais voltada para aplicações práticas e menos para a teoria. E há excessiva falta de investimento em pesquisa e desenvolvimento por parte do setor privado, que precisa se envolver mais.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ao mesmo tempo que o Brasil vai perdendo a oportunidade de inovar e gerar riqueza sustentável, "outros países em desenvolvimento, como China, Índia e Coréia, estão se transformando em produtores de conhecimento graças a investimentos na formação de pesquisadores em áreas tecnológicas - e, com isso, alavancando suas economias -, o Brasil segue dependente de seus bens naturais, crescendo em um ritmo menor. 'Apenas 19% dos estudantes de ensino superior no Brasil estão nas áreas de ciências e engenharias. No Chile são 33% e, na China, 53%´, afirma o relatório".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bem, recentemente estive em Portugal mediante um intercâmbio e estudei alguns meses na Universidade Nova de Lisboa (&lt;a href="http://www.unl.pt/"&gt;http://www.unl.pt/&lt;/a&gt;) e pude perceber um maior envolvimento de fato de suas universidades com o setor privado, embora o caso português ainda não seja comparável ao empreendedorismo norte-americano ou alemão. Porém, o trecho de artigo asseguir mostra a realidade portuguesa, bem diferente da brasileira:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Universidades à frente nas novas empresas tecnológicas&lt;br /&gt;Entre os projectos empresariais apoiados pela Agência da Inovação [portuguesa], uma iniciativa centrada em valorizar economicamente a I&amp;amp;D, nove em cada dez têm origem no ensino superior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dos 103 projectos empresariais que surgiram no âmbito do programa Neotec da Agência da Inovação (Adi), cerca de 90% nasce a partir de tecnologia desenvolvida nas universidades e em outras unidades de I&amp;amp;D. A iniciativa Neotec, lançada em 2005 pela Adi, apoia a criação de empresas de base tecnológica." (artigo do Jornal de Negócios, 23 de Abril de 2007, autoria de Germano Oliveira também presente no link: &lt;a href="http://www2.inescporto.pt/noticias-eventos/nos-na-imprensa/universidades-a-frente-nas-novas-empresas-tecnologicas.html"&gt;http://www2.inescporto.pt/noticias-eventos/nos-na-imprensa/universidades-a-frente-nas-novas-empresas-tecnologicas.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finalmente, fica o alerta para que os tomadores de decisão nas universidades, bem como os homens públicos deste país considerem tão importante questão com o cuidado devido, e que as empresas deste país (se bem que já exageradamente oneradas por uma carga tributária das mais elevadas e insustentáveis do mundo) aprendam a inovar de fato e a se aproximem mais dos centros de pesquisa das universidades, para que de fato a economia e a sociedade brasileiras possam atingir em futuro o desenvolvimento econômico e social que se faz necessário.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A íntegra do artigo principal, de autoria de Simone Iwasso e Maria Rehder, pode ser conferida no jornal O Estado de São Paulo, pelo link &lt;a href="http://txt.estado.com.br/editorias/2008/09/11/ger-1.93.7.20080911.10.1.xml"&gt;http://txt.estado.com.br/editorias/2008/09/11/ger-1.93.7.20080911.10.1.xml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-8223702221393774582?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/8223702221393774582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=8223702221393774582' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/8223702221393774582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/8223702221393774582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/09/brasil-no-produz-conhecimento-novo-como.html' title='Brasil não produz conhecimento novo: como mudar essa realidade?'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SMl7cVBZO-I/AAAAAAAAADY/EDa5RAEnhpQ/s72-c/Manchete.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6741014781237655429</id><published>2008-09-03T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T14:20:59.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vangelis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music - música'/><title type='text'>I Hear You Now</title><content type='html'>Jon Anderson and Vangelis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first embrace from you my senses knew&lt;br /&gt;The look of love was in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and after we first make love our senses tingle to&lt;br /&gt;The touch oh how we hypnotize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to get the feeling on and on&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just to get the feeling&lt;br /&gt;Holding you closer in my arms we drift to heaven&lt;br /&gt;Bringing in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;And after all is said and done there's only us&lt;br /&gt;We can make it right&lt;br /&gt;So, our love will carry on and on&lt;br /&gt;Now our love will be free, be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we play, love don't delay, I hear you now&lt;br /&gt;For what was then, is what is now, anyhow&lt;br /&gt;As I became a guest of love's tune here again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on together like today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first embrace from you I want you too&lt;br /&gt;After the first embrace from you I want you too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6741014781237655429?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6741014781237655429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6741014781237655429' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6741014781237655429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6741014781237655429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hear-you-now.html' title='I Hear You Now'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-655469312404066750</id><published>2008-09-01T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:22:08.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pessoal'/><title type='text'>Latino, Backstreet boy ou.... quem mais???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SLxo4DW73oI/AAAAAAAAADA/Ywmd3ZHbRtg/s1600-h/backstreetboys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241179378535882370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SLxo4DW73oI/AAAAAAAAADA/Ywmd3ZHbRtg/s400/backstreetboys.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah... já vários amigos e familiares me vem fazendo comentários ou perguntas do tipo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"- Viu Alex! Vc parece muito o cantor latino!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"- Nooooossa Alex! por que vc tá com a foto do Latino no msn??" (ahhahah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"- Tchau meu amigo Backstreetboy!!" e eu pergunto: "- pq Backstreetboy???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"- ahhh...é que vc parece um deles!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E assim vai.... não é de hoje....tanto que parei! =D resolvi questionar: quem mais? que outra celebridade parece comigo? (que egocêntrico estou hoje... não seria mais correto "com que outra celebridade eu me pareço?") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahhahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahha...que seja ...tanto faz! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SLxo4Da2ZLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RR6SbSNDPI0/s1600-h/latino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241179378552300722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SLxo4Da2ZLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RR6SbSNDPI0/s400/latino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SLxo4axc-mI/AAAAAAAAADI/o8j1JDPsiWI/s1600-h/alex._2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241179384821119586" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="130" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SLxo4axc-mI/AAAAAAAAADI/o8j1JDPsiWI/s400/alex._2.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2976754230345855907-655469312404066750?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/655469312404066750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=655469312404066750' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/655469312404066750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/655469312404066750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/09/latino-backstreet-boy-ou-o-que-mais.html' title='Latino, Backstreet boy ou.... quem mais???'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SLxo4DW73oI/AAAAAAAAADA/Ywmd3ZHbRtg/s72-c/backstreetboys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6613296853366012353</id><published>2008-08-19T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:40:09.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music - música'/><title type='text'>Destino Paraiso</title><content type='html'>Laura Pausini&lt;br /&gt;Composição: (Grignani / Luca)&lt;br /&gt;Letra española Ignacio Ballesteros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este carrusel frenetico&lt;br /&gt;Alma que se vuelve no se va&lt;br /&gt;Lo se por cierto amigo&lt;br /&gt;Tambien yo me he venido&lt;br /&gt;Para alcanzarte tuve mucho que correr&lt;br /&gt;Y si me giro y miro en torno a mi&lt;br /&gt;Vere que el mundo sigue tan feliz&lt;br /&gt;Y tu no estas aqui&lt;br /&gt;Y tu no estas aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y dime porque en este carrusel&lt;br /&gt;Un sitio no se ve&lt;br /&gt;En donde nos podamos todos quitar&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que ya se ha dicho y&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que se dirá&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora sabes que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo que sé&lt;br /&gt;Sé que tomo el tren que se va a paraíso ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;Les digo adiós a todos subo al tren,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sale ya no pienso que:&lt;br /&gt;Un viaje en un sentido&lt;br /&gt;Tiene sentido sin un retorno&lt;br /&gt;Sin estaciones ni confines&lt;br /&gt;Solo horizontes pero no muy lejanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me sentare en mi sitio&lt;br /&gt;Y tu mirandome a mi lado me dirás:&lt;br /&gt;- Vamos destino al paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;Un viaje en un sentido&lt;br /&gt;Tiene sentido sin un retorno&lt;br /&gt;Sin estaciones ni confines&lt;br /&gt;Solo horizontes pero no muy lejanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me sentaré en mi sitio&lt;br /&gt;Y tu mirandome a mi lado me dirás:&lt;br /&gt;- Vamos destino al paraiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo que sé.&lt;br /&gt;Sé que tomo el tren que se va a paraiso ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;Yo me sentaré en mi sitio&lt;br /&gt;Y tu mirandome a mi lado me dirás:&lt;br /&gt;- Vamos destino al paraiso,&lt;br /&gt;Un paraiso ciudad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6613296853366012353?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6613296853366012353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6613296853366012353' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6613296853366012353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6613296853366012353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/08/destino-paraiso.html' title='Destino Paraiso'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-5874554501273899252</id><published>2008-08-04T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:59:58.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pesquisas'/><title type='text'>World Universities´ rank 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SJd5UM8vQDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IA7tj1Pti5k/s1600-h/rank+of+universities.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230782880194445362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SJd5UM8vQDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IA7tj1Pti5k/s400/rank+of+universities.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Bem... hoje retorno, depois de alguns séculos longe deste meu querido blog, com uma matéria muito interessante, que já procurava há algum tempo: o rank oficial das melhores universidades do mundo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O estudo está disponível no site do webometrics: &lt;a href="http://www.webometrics.info/"&gt;http://www.webometrics.info/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mais especificamente no link "Top 4000": &lt;a href="http://www.webometrics.info/top4000.asp"&gt;http://www.webometrics.info/top4000.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É interessante "gastar" alguns minutos percorrendo toda a lista de universidades disponibilizada, pois a cada posição nos deparamos com aparentes novas surpresas: por exemplo, a melhor universidade latina-americana está no México: a UNAM - Universidad Nacional Autónoma del México, na 51a. posição, que está (vejam só) a frente de célebres universidades européias e norte-americanas, como a Universit di Bologna e a University of Utah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(veja-se em: &lt;a href="http://www.webometrics.info/top4000.asp?offset=50"&gt;http://www.webometrics.info/top4000.asp?offset=50&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por outro lado, nem tudo é surpresa. A liderança no rank é mantida pelas mais célebres universidades norte-americanas, como o MIT (1o do rank), Harvard University e Stanford University. A melhor posição ocupada por universidades asiáticas está com a University of Tokio, na 54a. posição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quanto às brasileiras, a melhor rankiada novamente é a USP (113a. posição), mantendo a tradição de ser a melhor universidade brasileira e sulamericana, em termos de visibilidade e número de artigos científicos, alguns dos critérios utilizados na pesquisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(veja-se em: &lt;a href="http://www.webometrics.info/top4000.asp?offset=100"&gt;http://www.webometrics.info/top4000.asp?offset=100&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minha universidade (UNESP), ficou na 571a. (o que é considerado uma boa posição, sobretudo se comparada à posição de outras universidades que se encontram em pior classificação no rank, o que inclui renomadas universidades da OCDE, como Indiana State University - 593a. posição), encontrando-se em posição similar à UNL (Universidade Nova de Lisboa - 567a. posição):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webometrics.info/top4000.asp?offset=550"&gt;http://www.webometrics.info/top4000.asp?offset=550&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O estudo ainda traz o rank das melhores universidades por país: no caso brasileiro,  aparecem as seguintes, a partir da primeira posição: USP, UNICAMP, UFRJ, UFSC, UFRGS, UFMG, UnB e UNESP, e as melhores da América Latina, com o seguinte top 6: UTAN (México), USP (Brasil), UNICAMP (Brasil), Universidad de Chile, UFRJ e Universidad de Buenos Aires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(veja-se em:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webometrics.info/rank_by_country.asp?country=br"&gt;http://www.webometrics.info/rank_by_country.asp?country=br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.webometrics.info/top100_continent.asp?cont=latin_america"&gt;http://www.webometrics.info/top100_continent.asp?cont=latin_america&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finalmente, o estudo relaciona as melhores universidades por continente, o que ajuda a perceber a predominância das instituições dos países desenvolvidos no mundo da pesquisa, inovação e formação educacional. Por exemplo, das cerca de 14 mil instituições pesquisadas, 10 mil pertencem a paises da OCDE (América do Norte, Europa, Japão e Austrália, principalmente). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por outro lado, considerando somente as melhores universidades apontadas no estudo, o mesmo diz o seguinte: do top 200, 106 são norte-americanas, 17 Canadenses, 15 alemãs e 11 estão no Reino Unido; no Japão estão 3, e na Italia, Brasil, México e outros países, apenas são representados por 1 universidade nesse universo. Esta proporção ocorre também se considerarmos a distribuição, por país, das universidades dos Tops 500 e 1000, o que de certa forma ilustra a supremacia norte-americana em matéria de ensino e pesquisa universitária em termos mundiais, mesmo quando são considerados os países do primeiro mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(veja-se em &lt;a href="http://www.webometrics.info/Distribution_by_Country.asp"&gt;http://www.webometrics.info/Distribution_by_Country.asp&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finalmente, vale lembrar que todos os critérios adotados estão explicitamente explicados no site. Vale lembrar, ainda, que essa pesquisa é feita pelo Cybermetrics Lab, como se vê no site, do qual selecionei a seguinte descrição:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The "Webometrics Ranking of World Universities" is an initiative of the Cybermetrics Lab, a research group belonging to the Consejo Superior de Investigaciones Científicas (CSIC), the largest public research body in Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.csic.es/index.do?lengua=en"&gt;CSIC&lt;/a&gt; is among the first basic research organizations in Europe. The CSIC consisted in 2006 of 126 centers and institutes distributed throughout Spain."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webometrics.info/about.html"&gt;http://www.webometrics.info/about.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2976754230345855907-5874554501273899252?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/5874554501273899252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=5874554501273899252' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5874554501273899252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5874554501273899252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/08/world-universities-rank-2008.html' title='World Universities´ rank 2008'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SJd5UM8vQDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IA7tj1Pti5k/s72-c/rank+of+universities.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-5598619387645485748</id><published>2008-04-21T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:13:32.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><title type='text'>Nas cercanias de Cascais</title><content type='html'>De Cascais nas cercanias sempre&lt;br /&gt;Contemplo a beleza do grande mar&lt;br /&gt;E das nobres casas a arte exemplar&lt;br /&gt;Que por hora vi em minha frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em radiante manhã, nasce o sol&lt;br /&gt;Onipotente e a leve e nova brisa&lt;br /&gt;Sopra o areial, move a água fria&lt;br /&gt;Sobre as rochas de secular farol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E em meio de tão distinto quadro&lt;br /&gt;De repente paro, e no alto vejo&lt;br /&gt;Lusitano pavilhão tremular no espaço...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim do crepúsculo o sol percebo&lt;br /&gt;Desaguar no mar, e então agradeço&lt;br /&gt;Ao destino por um dia ter ali estado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Composição própria)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-5598619387645485748?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/5598619387645485748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=5598619387645485748' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5598619387645485748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/5598619387645485748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/04/nas-cercanias-de-cascais.html' title='Nas cercanias de Cascais'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-8023125325669566333</id><published>2008-04-19T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T04:16:09.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><title type='text'>Soneto de um apaixonado</title><content type='html'>Por força do destino nestes dias venho estando muito a amar&lt;br /&gt;Razão que me faz ver da vida belezas nem sempre percebidas&lt;br /&gt;Como do ligeiro casal de andorinhas vejo as asas bem unidas&lt;br /&gt;Num singelo abraço sobre o verde prado onde fico a estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E caminhando na grande praia rente ao mar, com sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Vejo de repente dois enamorados, que sentados, se olham&lt;br /&gt;E se apertam e se abraçam, depois se beijam, enfim se amam!&lt;br /&gt;Tanto que passo a imaginar quando terei tão genial contentamento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando então em meio aos etéreos ventos a melodia soa e bem presente&lt;br /&gt;Percebo augusta Ninfa sonora cítara ao meu lado tocar, e depois parar&lt;br /&gt;E me dizer: "Nobre amante! Espera e ama e vive e sente!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais poder falar, assim por melodia emocionado fiquei a estar...e esperar&lt;br /&gt;Que do Cupido o coração de minha amada acerte logo a flecha ardente&lt;br /&gt;Para que enfim me ame como eu a amo hoje e eternamente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Composição própria)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-8023125325669566333?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/8023125325669566333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=8023125325669566333' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/8023125325669566333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/8023125325669566333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/04/soneto-de-um-apaixonado.html' title='Soneto de um apaixonado'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-6530930050398860957</id><published>2008-04-19T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:21:15.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><title type='text'>Sob a estátua de Camões, meditando do mundo os desconcertos</title><content type='html'>Sob a estátua de Camões, as vezes querendo&lt;br /&gt;Fico desvendar da vida os variados mistérios&lt;br /&gt;Muitos dos quais tão rudes, tão duros e tão sérios&lt;br /&gt;Como da vida os muitos desconcertos fico vendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do rico cidadão, banqueiro ou grande empresário&lt;br /&gt;O filho esbanja e goza o dinheiro e a abastança.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto do pobre sertanejo a infeliz criança&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre tem leite ou pão ou livro ou agasalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim a vida vai insistindo em servir a humanidade!&lt;br /&gt;Quando então paro e revejo a estátua em tom profundo&lt;br /&gt;E lembro alguém maior que resolver não pôde esta verdade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas embora não cesse tão inglória e fatal dualidade&lt;br /&gt;Ainda insisto em esperar ver enfim no mundo&lt;br /&gt;Para todos melhor sorte e melhor realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Composição própria.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-6530930050398860957?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/6530930050398860957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=6530930050398860957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6530930050398860957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/6530930050398860957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/04/sob-esttua-de-cames-meditando-do-mundo.html' title='Sob a estátua de Camões, meditando do mundo os desconcertos'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-7670646156315684176</id><published>2008-04-19T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:15:47.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lágrima despercebida</title><content type='html'>Da vida as muitas e inglórias incertezas&lt;br /&gt;Meditando passo sempre, noite e dia&lt;br /&gt;Só tendo a dor e a tristeza por certezas&lt;br /&gt;Embora a felicidade seja sempre bem querida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto da vida os desconcertos vejo&lt;br /&gt;Eis que deixo cair uma lágrima despercebida&lt;br /&gt;Mas esperando resolver dúvida tão temida...&lt;br /&gt;Que é sofrer, embora amando, como percebo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Dilacerado coração que insiste e chora&lt;br /&gt;E clama e pulsa e grita e ri e implora...&lt;br /&gt;Nessa inglória luta para amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas todas chora! chora! e chora!!!&lt;br /&gt;Que tão penosa angústia vai embora&lt;br /&gt;E espera um novo dia pra sonhar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Composição Própria)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-7670646156315684176?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/7670646156315684176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=7670646156315684176' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7670646156315684176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7670646156315684176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/04/lgrima-despercebida.html' title='Lágrima despercebida'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-7101264232495954675</id><published>2008-04-18T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T05:56:43.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economia'/><title type='text'>Brasil é 'superpotência, agora com petróleo'</title><content type='html'>Brasil é 'superpotência, agora com petróleo', diz Economist&lt;br /&gt;Editorial da revista diz que comparar crescimentos do Brasil e China é 'enganoso'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A revista semanal britânica The Economist afirmou em artigo publicado nesta quinta-feira que o Brasil é uma "superpotência econômica" e que possivelmente o país pode virar uma potência de petróleo.&lt;br /&gt;No editorial intitulado Uma superpotência econômica, e agora com petróleo também, a revista afirma que "há motivos para se acreditar que a potência econômica da América do Sul de 190 milhões de habitantes está começando a fazer a diferença no mundo".&lt;br /&gt;A revista diz que a comparação do crescimento do Brasil com a forte expansão chinesa é "enganosa", já que a China é um país mais pobre. "É muito mais difícil para um país de média renda, como o Brasil, crescer neste ritmo", diz a revista.&lt;br /&gt;Além do editorial, o Brasil também é destaque em outros dois artigos da edição desta semana da revista.&lt;br /&gt;No texto Os prazeres do tédio, a revista diz que o Brasil cuidou dos três maiores problemas que causaram a crise dos anos 1980: inflação, dívida e democracia.&lt;br /&gt;Já no artigo intitulado Mais recompensa, a revista diz que as informações de que o Brasil teria descoberto mais petróleo devem gerar grande alegria no governo.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, a revista alerta que a possível "receita extra (do petróleo) pode acentuar ainda mais as fraquezas da economia brasileira - que inclui um real forte e um setor público superestimado".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: BBC Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noticias.br.msn.com/artigo_BBC.aspx?cp-documentid=6853961"&gt;http://noticias.br.msn.com/artigo_BBC.aspx?cp-documentid=6853961&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-7101264232495954675?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/7101264232495954675/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=7101264232495954675' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7101264232495954675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/7101264232495954675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2008/04/brasil-superpotncia-agora-com-petrleo.html' title='Brasil é &apos;superpotência, agora com petróleo&apos;'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2976754230345855907.post-2334022962707008867</id><published>2007-09-04T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T13:28:34.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alma minha gentil, que te partiste</title><content type='html'>Alma minha gentil, que te partiste&lt;br /&gt;Tão cedo desta vida, descontente,&lt;br /&gt;Repousa lá no Céu eternamente&lt;br /&gt;E viva eu cá na terra sempre triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se lá no assento etéreo, onde subiste,&lt;br /&gt;Memória desta vida se consente,&lt;br /&gt;Não te esqueças daquele amor ardente&lt;br /&gt;Que já nos olhos meus tão puro viste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se vires que pode merecer-te&lt;br /&gt;Algu~a cousa a dor que me ficou&lt;br /&gt;Da mágoa, sem remédio, de perder-te,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roga a Deus, que teus anos encurtou,&lt;br /&gt;Que tão cedo de cá me leve a ver-te,&lt;br /&gt;Quão cedo de meus olhos te levou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luís de Camões (1524-1580)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2976754230345855907-2334022962707008867?l=alex-universalis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/feeds/2334022962707008867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2976754230345855907&amp;postID=2334022962707008867' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2334022962707008867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2976754230345855907/posts/default/2334022962707008867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alex-universalis.blogspot.com/2007/09/alma-minha-gentil-que-te-partiste.html' title='Alma minha gentil, que te partiste'/><author><name>Alex Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00563694268685727335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rz7iMJPKMrk/SkpnqndlloI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yggxNRD4e3I/S220/alexsantos.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
