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have no name / I want to feel / sunlight on my face / I see the dust cloud disappear / without a trace / I want to take shelter / from the poison rain / where the streets have no name / ho...ho... / where the streets have no name / where the streets have no name / we're still building then burning down love / burning down love / and when I go there / I go there with you / it's all I can do / the city's a flood / and our love turns to rust / we're beaten and blown by the wind / trampled in dust / I'll show you a place / high on a desert plain / where the streets have no name / ho... ho... / where the streets have no name / where the streets have no name / we're still building / then burning down love / burning down love / and when I go there / I go there with you / it's all I can do / where the streets have no name / where the streets have no name / we're  still building / then burning down love / burning down love / and when I  go there / I go there with you / it's all I can do /&amp;nbsp; it's all I can do /  it's all I can do /  it's all I can do /  it's all I can do / it's all I can do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-6783353853730972184?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/6783353853730972184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=6783353853730972184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/6783353853730972184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/6783353853730972184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2011/10/bau-last-weeding.html' title='baú #last wedding...'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8275965001030117132</id><published>2011-06-19T23:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T00:21:56.361+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>venho so sul</title><content type='html'>venho do sul, &lt;br /&gt;o bilhete de comboio na mão,&lt;br /&gt;a paisagem, tem nela uma vida quase inteira,&lt;br /&gt;tem memórias que me rebatem e me desfazem.&lt;br /&gt;venho do sul,&lt;br /&gt;não evito chorar, pelo bem e pelo mal,&lt;br /&gt;o vento está frio e as janelas fechadas,&lt;br /&gt;nem por isso se abre outra porta...&lt;br /&gt;não vou para norte,&lt;br /&gt;o presente não chega, o futuro não dorme,&lt;br /&gt;porque sempre assim foi e sempre assim será.&lt;br /&gt;com o bilhete de comboio na mão...&lt;br /&gt;vou para mim,&lt;br /&gt;porque de mim nunca devia ter partido,&lt;br /&gt;não preciso de abrir qualquer porta,&lt;br /&gt;nem de enchugar as lágrimas, &lt;br /&gt;nem de entregar o bilhete...&lt;br /&gt;porque a viajem é dura! mas eu chego...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-8275965001030117132?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/8275965001030117132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>lençol</title><content type='html'>vagueava pelo corpo&lt;br /&gt;suspensa em tinta de aguarela&lt;br /&gt;que ao toque se esfarela&lt;br /&gt;como a luz do sol da tarde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma alma com erro de morada&lt;br /&gt;cara suja, de choro molhada&lt;br /&gt;entorpecida entre panos de lençol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3718082918009395150?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3718082918009395150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=3718082918009395150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rYEDA3JcQqw?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;adele - rolling in the deep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there’s a fire starting in my heart / reaching a fever pitch, it’s bringing me out the dark / finally I can see you crystal clear / go head and sell me out and I’ll lay your shit bare / see how I leave with every piece of you / don’t underestimate the things that I will do / there’s a fire starting in my heart / reaching a fever pitch / and its bring me out the dark / the scars of your love remind me of us / they keep me thinking that we almost had it all / the scars of your love they leave me breathless / I can’t help feeling / we could have had it all / rolling in the deep / you had my heart and soul / and you played it / to the beat / baby I have no story to be told / but I’ve heard one of you / and I’m gonna make your head burn / think of me in the depths of your despair / making a home down there / It reminds you of the home we shared / the scars of your love remind me of us / they keep me thinking that we almost had it all / the scars of your love they leave me breathless / I can’t help feeling / we could have had it all / rolling in the deep / you had my heart and soul / and you played it / to the beat / throw your soul through every open door / count your blessings to find what you look for / turned my sorrow into treasured gold / you pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow / we could have had it all / we could have had it all / it all, it all it all / we could have had it all / rolling in the deep / you had my heart and soul / and you played it / to the beat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-1642303725177092734?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rYEDA3JcQqw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-4342635126882538657</id><published>2011-03-05T14:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:03:53.281+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #faísca :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U3sMjm9Eloo?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U3sMjm9Eloo?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tom cochrane - life is a highway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mvsmRuRp4cM?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;rascal flatts - life is a highway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo umm yeah... / life's like a road that you travel on / when there's one day here and the next day gone / sometimes you bend, sometimes you stand / sometimes you turn your back to the wind / there's a world outside ev'ry darkened door / where blues won't haunt you anymore / where brave are free and lovers soar / come ride with me to the distant shore / we won't hesitate / to break down the garden gate / there's not much time left today / life is a highway / I wanna ride it all night long / if you're going my way / I wanna drive it all night long / through all these cities and all these towns / it's in my blood and it's all around / I love you now like I loved you then / this is the road and these are the hands / from Mozambique to those Memphis nights / the Khyber Pass to Vancouver's lights / knock me down get back up again / you're in my blood / I'm not a lonely man / here's no load I can't hold / road so rough this I know / I'll be there when the light comes in / just tell 'em we're survivors / life is a highway / I wanna ride it all night long / if you're going my way / I wanna drive it all night long / gimme gimme gimme gimme yeah / life is a highway / I wanna ride it all night long / if you're going my way / I wanna drive it all night long / there was a distance between you and I (between you and I) / a misunderstanding once / but now we look it in the eye / ooooo...yeah! / there ain't no load that I can't hold / road so rough this I know / I'll be there when the light comes in / just tell 'em we're survivors / life is a highway / I wanna ride it all night long / if you're going my way / I wanna drive it all night long / gimme gimme gimme gimme yeah / life is a highway / I wanna ride it all night long / if you're going my way / I wanna drive it all night long / gimme gimme gimme gimme yeah /  life is a highway / I wanna ride it all night long / if you're going my way / I wanna drive it all night long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-4342635126882538657?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/4342635126882538657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=4342635126882538657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4342635126882538657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4342635126882538657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2011/03/bau-faisca.html' title='baú #faísca :)'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mvsmRuRp4cM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-5508442680342948075</id><published>2011-03-05T11:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:29:38.192Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #time for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Edwsf-8F3sI?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Edwsf-8F3sI?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;michel bublé - feeling good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birds flying high / you know how I feel / sun in the sky / you know how I feel / breeze driftin' on by / you know how I feel / it's a new dawn / it's a new day / it's a new life / for me / and I'm feeling good / fish in the sea / you know how I feel / river running free / you know how I feel / blossom on a tree / you know how I feel / it's a new dawn / it's a new day / it's a new life / for me / and I'm feeling good / dragonfly out in the sun / you know what I mean, don't you know / butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean / sleep in peace when day is done / that's what I mean / and this old world is a new world, and a bold world / for me / for me / stars when you shine / you know how I feel / scent of the pine / you know how I feel / oh freedom is mine / and I know how I feel / it's a new dawn / it's a new day / it's a new life / it's a new dawn / it's a new day / it's a new life / it's a new dawn / it's a new day / it's a new life / it's a new life / for me / for me / I'm feeling good / I feel so good / I feel so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #aa77aa;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Felling Good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #aa77aa;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nina Simone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 28px; width: 320px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8tuTSi6Sck?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8tuTSi6Sck?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="320" height="28"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-5508442680342948075?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/5508442680342948075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=5508442680342948075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5508442680342948075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5508442680342948075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2011/03/bau-time-for-me.html' title='baú #time for me'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8002239708018615965</id><published>2011-02-20T13:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-20T14:41:24.561Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>caderno #alinhamento planetário</title><content type='html'>No tempo do nosso tempo,o tempo esquecia-se das horas, vivia demoradamente o momento.&lt;br /&gt;Um alinhamento planetário, um perfume incendiário, um segredo sem dicionário.  &lt;br /&gt;O tempo do nosso tempo, foi inteiro, ossos, carne e pele, duas almas num intenso vocabulário exposto, em guardanapos de papel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-8002239708018615965?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/8002239708018615965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=8002239708018615965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8002239708018615965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8002239708018615965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2011/02/alinhamento-planetario.html' title='caderno #alinhamento planetário'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-7610092546407870320</id><published>2011-02-18T23:42:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:24:05.748+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #nunca</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rz7Giz9clMM?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;virgem suta - linhas cruzadas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reajo a esse incomodo olhar / nem quero acreditar / que vem na minha direção / há dias que estou a reparar / nem queres disfarçar / roubas a minha atenção / aprecio o teu dom de tornar / num clique o meu falar / numa total confusão / confesso que só de imaginar / que te vou encontrar / me sobe à boca o coração / e falas de ti / e falas do tempo / prolongas o momento / de um simples cumprimentar / falas do dia / falas da noite / nem sei que responda / perdido no teu olhar / é certo que sempre ouvi dizer / que do querer ao fazer / vai um enorme esticão / mas haverá quem possa negar / que querer é poder / e o nunca é uma invenção / bem sei que este nosso cruzar / pode até nem passar / de um capricho sem valor / mas porque raio hei-de evitar / se esse teu ar / me trouxe ao sangue calor / e falas de ti / e falas do tempo / prolongas o momento / de um simples cumprimentar / falas do dia / falas da noite / nem sei que responda / perdido no teu olhar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rz7Giz9clMM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-6948840035888522588</id><published>2011-02-18T22:53:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:36:23.053Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #vinyl</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz9cQJFZetI?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz9cQJFZetI?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;aurea - busy (for me)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to call you / but you dindn't answer the phone / I tried to pick you up / but you dindn't come along / tried to talk to you / but you dindn't even answer me / I tried to reach you / but you're so high up above / oh baby / I try everyday / I cry every night / for a second of your time / but you're so busy for me / you don't care for my plea / so I cry, cry, cry, cry... / oh... I tried to tease you / but you didn't even care / I tried to love you / but your heart closed it's doors / oh baby / I try everyday / I cry every night / for a second of your time / but you're so busy for me / you don't care for my plea / so I cry, cry, cry, cry... / so you didn't come along / you didn't answer / you didn't care / you closed your heart for me / oh... I tried to call you... (pick up the phone) / you're so busy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-6948840035888522588?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/6948840035888522588/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=6948840035888522588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/6948840035888522588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/6948840035888522588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2011/02/bau-cotton.html' title='baú #vinyl'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-1740387816288777380</id><published>2011-02-18T21:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:29:14.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #5 years after... for the first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3DTQsJ6ZaOQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the script - for the first time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's all laid up in bed with a broken heart / while i'm drinking jack all alone in my local bar / and we don't know how, how we got into this mad situation / only doing things out of frustration / trying to make it work but man these times are hard / she needs me now but I can't seem to find the time / I've got a new job now in the unemployment line / and we don't know how, how we got into this mess it's a gods test / someone help us 'cause we're doing our best / trying to make it work but man these times are hard / but we're gunna start by / drinking old cheap bottles of wine / sit talking up all night / saying things we haven't for a while, a while yeah / we're smiling but we're close to tears / even after all these years / we just now got the feeling that we're meeting / for the first time / she's in line at the dole with her head held high / while I just lost my job i didn't lose my pride / but we both know how, how we're gonna make it work when it hurts / when you pick yourself up you get kicked in the dirt / trying to make it work but man these times are hard / but we're gunna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine / sit talking up all night / doing things we haven't for a while, a while yeah / we're smiling but we're close to tears / even after all these years / we just now got the feeling that we're meeting / for the first time / drinking old cheap bottles of wine / sit talking up all night / saying things we haven't for a while / we're smiling but we're close to tears / even after all these years / we just now got the feeling that we're meeting / for the first time / for the first time / oh, for the first time / yeah, for the first time / we just now got the feeling that we're meeting / for the first time / oh these times are hard / yeah they're making us crazy / don't give up on me baby / oh these times are hard / yeah they're making us crazy / don't give up on me baby / oh these times are hard / yeah they're making us crazy / don't give up on me baby / oh these times are hard / yeah they're making us crazy / don't give up on me baby.&lt;div 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tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3DTQsJ6ZaOQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-5054063005789626682</id><published>2011-02-18T20:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T20:23:06.252Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #don't go</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWpsOqh8q0M?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWpsOqh8q0M?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;beyoncé - if I were a boy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I were a boy / even just for a day / I'd roll out of bed in the morning / and throw on what I wanted and go / drink beer with the guys / and chase after girls / I'd kick it with who I wanted / and I'd never get confronted for it&amp;nbsp; / 'cause they stick up for me / if I were a boy / I think I could understand / how it feels to love a girl / I swear I'd be a better man / I'd listen to her / 'cause I know how it hurts / when you lose the one you wanted / 'cause he's taking you for granted / and everything you had got destroyed / if I were a boy / I would turn off my phone / tell everyone it's broken / so they'd think that I was sleeping alone / I’d put myself first / and make the rules as I go / 'cause I know that she’ll be faithful / waiting for me to come home, to come home / if I were a boy / I think I could understand / how it feels to love a girl / I swear I'd be a better man / I'd listen to her / 'cause I know how it hurts / when you lose the one you wanted / 'cause he's taking you for granted / and everything you had got destroyed / it's a little too late for you to come back / say it's just a mistake / think i'd forgive you like that / if you thought I would wait for you / you thought wrong / but you're just a boy / you don't understand / and you don't understand, ohhhh / how it feels to love a girl / someday you wish you were a better man / you don't listen to her / you don't care how it hurts / until you lose the one you wanted / 'cause you're taking her for granted / and everything you had got destroyed / but you're just a boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-5054063005789626682?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/5054063005789626682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=5054063005789626682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5054063005789626682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5054063005789626682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2011/02/bau-dont-go.html' title='baú #don&apos;t go'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3369882550185238264</id><published>2011-02-02T00:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-20T14:36:21.424Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>ausência</title><content type='html'>como o silêncio não fala, torna-se ausência, mas os pensamentos nunca acabam e é sempre bom voltar, seja porque grito for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3369882550185238264?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3369882550185238264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=3369882550185238264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3369882550185238264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3369882550185238264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2011/02/ausencia.html' title='ausência'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-5085902732013062552</id><published>2011-01-22T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:07:28.196+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #conta caução</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eKBZ_svkOv0?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eKBZ_svkOv0?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;maria clementina - veio a maria clementina&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como se colhe uma mulher? / nem sempre é touro p’ra colher / e o matador que há em mim / não bandarilha num jardim / ser pegador tão floreado / não faz que eu seja bom forcado / se da plateia vêm flores / a cada "olé" eu sinto dores / foi-se esta veia assassina / veio a maria clementina / como se apanha um coração / sem dar o nosso por caução? / o caçador que há em mim / não se deixa abater assim / mas p’lo disparo sem certeza / ricocheteia a natureza / se da culatra vêm flores / eu digo ais mas não de dores / um tiro errado não se ensina / veio a maria clementina / como se cala uma cantiga / sem trautear quanto isso obriga? / o surdo-mudo que há em mim / já ouve o anunciado fim/ de tão cinzenta previsão / alaranjou-se-me a intenção / se te amordaço e dás-me flores / que me castiguem justas dores / foi-se esta predatória sina / veio a maria clementina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-5085902732013062552?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/5085902732013062552/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=5085902732013062552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5085902732013062552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5085902732013062552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2011/04/bau-conta-caucao.html' title='baú #conta caução'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-5048209697534233995</id><published>2010-10-24T12:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T12:35:30.723+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5PpfuhIui_8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/5PpfuhIui_8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;miguel gameiro - dá-me um abraço&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dá-me um abraço que seja forte / e me conforte a cada canto / não digas nada que o nada é tanto / e eu não me importo / dá-me um abraço fica por perto / neste aperto tão pouco espaço / não quero mais nada, só o silêncio / do teu abraço / já me perdi sem rumo certo / já me venci pelo cansaço / e estando longe, estive tão perto / do teu abraço / dá-me um abraço que me desperte / e me aperte sem me apertar / que eu já estou perto abre os teus braços / quando eu chegar / é nesse abraço que eu descanso / esse espaço que me sossega / e quando possas dá-me outro abraço / só um não chega / já me perdi sem rumo certo / já me venci pelo cansaço / e estando longe, estive tão perto / do teu abraço / já me perdi sem rumo certo / já me venci pelo cansaço /e estando longe, estive tão perto / do teu abraço / e estando longe, estive tão perto / do teu abraço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-5048209697534233995?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/5048209697534233995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=5048209697534233995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5048209697534233995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5048209697534233995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2010/10/miguel-gameiro-da-me-um-abraco-da-me-um.html' title=''/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3474243366542554340</id><published>2010-09-26T11:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T11:49:15.530+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #chave mestra</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="520" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/doq7PNnW1-o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/doq7PNnW1-o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="520"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pedro abrunhosa &amp;amp; comité caviar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei que me vês / quando os teus olhos me ignoram / quando por dentro eu sei que choram / sabes de mim / eu sou aquele que se esconde / sabe de ti sem saber onde / vamos fazer o que ainda não foi feito / trago-te em mim / mesmo que chova no verão / queres dizer sim, mas dizes não / vamos fazer o que ainda não foi feito / e eu sou mais do que te invento / tu és um mundo com mundos por dentro / e temos tanto p'ra contar / vem esta noite / fomos tão longe a vida toda / somos um beijo que demora / porque amanhã é sempre tarde demais / eu sei que dói / sei como foi andares tão só por essa rua / as vozes que te chamam e tu na tua / esse teu corpo é o teu porto, é o teu jeito / vamos fazer o que ainda não foi feito / sabes quem sou, para onde vou, a vida é curva não uma linha / as portas que se fecham e eu na minha / a tua sombra é o lugar onde me deito / vamos fazer o que ainda não foi feito / e eu sou mais do que te invento / tu és um mundo com mundos por dentro / e temos tanto p'ra contar / vem esta noite / fomos tão longe a vida toda / somos um beijo que demora / porque amanhã é sempre tarde demais / tens uma estrada, tenho uma mão cheia de nada / somos um todo imperfeito, tu és inteira e eu desfeito / vamos fazer o que ainda não foi feito / e eu sou mais do que te invento / tu és um mundo com mundos por dentro / e temos tanto p'ra contar  vem esta noite / fomos tão longe a vida toda / somos um beijo que demora / porque amanhã é sempre tarde demais / vem esta noite / fomos tão longe a vida toda / somos um beijo que demora / porque amanhã é sempre tarde demais / porque amanhã é sempre tarde demais / porque amanhã é sempre tarde demais / porque amanhã é sempre tarde demais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3474243366542554340?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-2651727070923383525</id><published>2010-08-28T00:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T14:40:00.956Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>caderno #rituais de saudade</title><content type='html'>a saudade tem diversos rituais: &lt;br /&gt;- conduzir - ao final da tarde - as janelas abertas - a música no rádio, de preferência que se cante alto.&lt;br /&gt;- ler - ao principio da noite - as janelas fechadas - o vinho no copo, de preferência que se beba lentamente.&lt;br /&gt;- andar - ao iníco do dia - o céu coberto - o mar desta praia, de preferência que se enrole nos pés. &lt;br /&gt;- desejar - ao meio da vida - o céu aberto - os braços do homem, de preferência o que fingiu não amar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-2651727070923383525?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/2651727070923383525/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=2651727070923383525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2651727070923383525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2651727070923383525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2010/08/rituais-de-saudade.html' title='caderno #rituais de saudade'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3454022707004467995</id><published>2010-08-25T17:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:12:50.936+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #home</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="396" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTb9GNIxpMk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/XTb9GNIxpMk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="396"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pearl jam - just breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, I understand that every life must end, uh-huh / as we sit alone, I know someday we must go, uh-huh / oh I'm a lucky man, to count on both hands the ones I love / some folks just have one, yeah, others, they've got none / stay with me... / let's just breathe... / practiced all my sins, never gonna let me win, uh-huh / under everything, just another human being, uh-huh / I don't wanna hurt, there's so much in this world to make me bleed / stay with me / you're all I see... / did I say that I need you? / did I say that I want you? / oh, if I didn't I'm a fool you see / no one knows this more than me / as I come clean... / I wonder everyday, as I look upon your face, uh-huh / everything you gave / and nothing you would save, oh no / nothing you would take / everything you gave... / did I say that I need you? / oh, did I say that I want you? / oh, if I didn't I'm a fool you see / no one knows this more than me / and I come clean, ah... / nothing you would take / everything you gave / hold me til I die / meet you on the other side...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3454022707004467995?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3454022707004467995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=3454022707004467995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3454022707004467995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3454022707004467995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2010/08/bau-home.html' title='baú #home'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-5380353496711182051</id><published>2010-08-22T13:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T13:35:18.867+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #ford fiesta on road again</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="396" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kVpv8-5XWOI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/kVpv8-5XWOI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="396"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;train - hey, soul sister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, hey, hey / your lipstick stains / on the front lobe of / my left side brains / I knew I wouldn't forget you / and so I went and let you blow my mind / your sweet moonbeam / the smell of you in every single dream I dream / I knew when we collided / you're the one I have decided / who's one of my kind / hey, soul sister / ain't that mr. mister / on the radio, stereo / the way you move / ain't fair you know / hey, soul sister / I don't wanna miss/ a single thing you do / tonight / hey, hey, hey / just in time / I'm so glad / you have a one track / mind like me / you gave my life direction / a game show love connection / we can't deny / I'm so obsessed / my heart is bound to beat / right out my untrimmed chest / I believe in you / like a virgin / you're madonna / and I'm always gonna wanna / blow your mind / hey, soul sister / ain't that mr. mister / on the radio, stereo / the way you move / ain't fair you know / hey, soul sister / I don't wanna miss / a single thing you do / tonight / the way you can cut a rug / watching you's the only drug I need / you're so gangsta / I'm so thug / you're the only one / I'm dreaming of you see / I can be myself now finally / in fact there's nothing I can't be / I want the world to see you be / with me / hey, soul sister / ain't that mr. mister / on the radio, stereo / the way you move / ain't fair you know / hey, soul sister / I don't wanna miss / a single thing you do / tonight / hey, soul sister / I don't wanna miss / a single thing you do / tonight / hey, hey, hey / tonight / hey, hey, hey / tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-5380353496711182051?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/5380353496711182051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=5380353496711182051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5380353496711182051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5380353496711182051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2010/08/bau-ford-fiesta-on-road-again.html' title='baú #ford fiesta on road again'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-7734632543173222599</id><published>2010-08-22T11:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:04:58.659Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #beach path</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qxqtnWwLxYI?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qxqtnWwLxYI?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eliza doolittle - skinny genes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like your point of view / I know you'll never change / stinging me with your attitude / I've got the mind to walk away / I really don't like your arrogance / or your policies / you're ninety-nine percent an embarrassment / with just one quality / I don't mind it when you (whistles) / brings out the best in me when you (whistles) / show your expertise / when the night always ends with a fight I'm excited / that you wind up next to me / I like it when you (whistles) / can I have some please of that (whistles) / satisfy my needs / sometimes I fake that I hate you and make up / so you wind up next to me / I really don't like your skinny jeans / so take them off for me / show me what you've got underneath / so we can do this properly / I really don't like the way you smile / when you think you're right/ but I will forgive you, the yolk is in the middle / and we're chewing through the wire/ I don't mind it when you (whistles) / brings out the best in me when you (whistles) / show your expertise / when the night always ends with a fight I'm excited / that you wind up next to me / I like it when you (whistles) / can I have some please of that (whistles) / satisfy my needs / sometimes I fake that I hate you and make up / so you wind up next to me / I dreamt that you were on a train / and you were leaving, you were leaving / made me think of what I'd miss / do you believe it, you believe it / I don't mind it when you (whistles) / brings out the best in me when you (whistles) / show your expertise / when the night always ends with a fight I'm excited / that you wind up next to me / I like it when you (whistles) / can I have some please of that (whistles) / take off your skinny jeans / sometimes I fake that I hate you and make up / so you wind up next to me / I dreamed that you were on a train / and you were leaving, you were leaving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-7734632543173222599?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/7734632543173222599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=7734632543173222599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/7734632543173222599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/7734632543173222599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2010/08/bau-in-way-to-beatch.html' title='baú #beach path'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-7748070598014106258</id><published>2010-08-22T11:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T11:29:49.926+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #looking for a carefree Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="396" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j45P-018xv8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/j45P-018xv8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="396"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sara bairelles - bottle it up (acoustic)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be girls across the nation that will eat this up, babe / I know that it's your soul, but could you bottle it up / and get down to the heart of it, no it's my heart, you're shit out of your luck / don't make me tell you again, my love, love, love, love / love, love, love, love / I am aiming to be somebody that somebody trusts with her delicate soul / I don't claim to know much except soon as you start to make room for the parts / that aren't you, it gets harder to bloom in a garden of love, love, love, love / love, love, love, love / only thing I ever could need / only one good thing worth trying to be and it's / love, love, love, love, I do it for love, love, love, love / we can understand the sentiment you're saying to us, oh / but sensible sells, so could you kindly shut up and get started / at keeping your part of the bargain, aw please little darlin' / you're killing me sweetly with love, love, love, love / love, love, love, love / started as a flicker, meant to be a flame/ skin has gotten thicker, but it burns the same / still a baby in a cradle, got to take my first fall / baby's getting next to nowhere with a back against the wall / you meant to make me happy, make me sad / want to make it better, better so bad / but save your resolutions for your never new year / there is only one solution I can see here / love, you're all I ever could need / only one good thing worth trying to be and it's / love, love, love, love, I do it for love, love, love, love / oh, only gonna get get what you give away, so give love, love / only gonna get get what you give away / love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tell me all of your doubt / if everybody bleeds this way / just the same / breath in breathe out / move on and break down / if everyone.. goes away / I will stay / we push and pull,  &lt;br /&gt;and I fall down sometimes / I'm not letting go, you hold the other line / 'cause there is a light / in your eyes, in your eyes / hold on, hold tight / from out of your sight / everything keeps moving on, moving on,  &lt;br /&gt;hold on hold tight / make it throught another night / everyday there comes the sun with the dawn / we push and pull, and I fall down sometimes / I'm not letting go, you hold the other line / 'cause there is a light / In your eyes, in your eyes / there is a light / In your eyes, in your eyes / breath in and breath out / look left, look right  &lt;br /&gt;to the moon and the night / everything under the stars in your arms / there is a light / In your eyes, in your eyes / there is a light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;blind zero - slow time love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3551857235389473524?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3551857235389473524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=3551857235389473524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3551857235389473524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3551857235389473524'/><link 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width="660" height="520"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sara bareilles - love song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head under water / and they tell me to breathe easy for a while / the breathing gets harder, even I know that / you made room for me, but it's too soon to see / if I'm happy in your hands / I'm unusually hard to hold on to / blank stares at blank pages / no easy way to say this / you mean well, but you make this hard on me / I'm not gonna write you a love song / 'cause you asked for it / 'cause you need one, you see / I'm not gonna write you a love song / 'cause you tell me it's make or breaking this / if you're on your way / I'm not gonna write you to stay / if all you have is leaving / I'mma need a better reason to write you a love song today / today / I learned the hard way / that they all say things you want to hear / my heavy heart sinks deep down under you / and your twisted words, your help just hurts / you are not what I thought you were / hello to high and dry / convinced me to please you / made me think that I need this too / I'm trying to let you hear me as I am / I'm not gonna write you a love song / 'cause you asked for it / 'cause you need one, you see / I'm not gonna write you a love song / 'cause you tell me it's make or breaking this / if you're on your way / I'm not gonna write you to stay / if all you have is leaving / I'mma need a better reason to write you a love song today / promise me you'll leave the light on / to help me see with daylight, my guide, gone / 'cause I believe there's a way you can love me because I say / I won't write you a love song / 'cause you asked for it / 'cause you need one, you see / I'm not gonna write you a love song / 'cause you tell me it's make or breaking this / is that why you wanted a love song / 'cause you asked for it? / 'cause you need one, you see / I'm not gonna write you a love song / 'cause you tell me it's make or breaking this / if you're on your way / I'm not gonna write you to stay / if your heart is nowhere in it / I don't want it for a minute / babe, I'll walk the seven seas when I believe that there's a reason to / write you a love song today / today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3570018816599893801?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3570018816599893801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=3570018816599893801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3570018816599893801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3570018816599893801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2010/08/bau-looking-for-carefree-sunday.html' title='baú #cupcakes'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-308564722812748025</id><published>2010-05-11T23:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:00:28.568+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #florestas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="520" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0JFX3L6r8BI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/0JFX3L6r8BI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="520"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;klepth - embora doa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é a duvida que resta / que me leva a perguntar... / qual papel sera o meu? / o de quem nada faz? / embora doa, nada fiz para mudar / embora doa, nada vai mudar / e revemos nas imagens / que não passa de um esboço... / escolhem os senhores da guerra / os motivos a seu gosto... / embora doa, nada fiz para mudar / embora doa, nada vai mudar / porque nada surprende / já vivemos com o medo / quem nos chama à razão? / ao som de armas adormeço... / embora doa, não me faz perder o sono / embora doa... / escorre sangue pelo ombro em directo na tv / explode a carne em mãos de quem nada fez / embora doa, não me sujo desse sangue / embora doa, há sempre outro canal / embora doa... / embora doa, não me sujo desse sangue / embora doa, há sempre outro canal / é a duvida que resta que me leva a perguntar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-308564722812748025?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/308564722812748025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=308564722812748025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/308564722812748025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/308564722812748025'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rrk91M6ohLc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/Rrk91M6ohLc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;whitesnake - here I go again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;filipe pinto ft diana piedade&lt;i&gt; in campo pequeno&lt;/i&gt; - here I go again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I'm goin  / but I sure know where I've been / hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday / an' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time / but here I go again, here I go again / tho' I keep searching for an answer  / I never seem to find what I'm looking for / oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on  / 'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams / here I go again on my own  / goin' down the only road I've ever known / like a drifter I was born to walk alone / an' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time / just another heart in need of rescue / waiting on love's sweet charity   an' I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days / 'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams / here I go again on my own / goin' down the only road I've ever known / like a hobo I was born to walk alone / an' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time / but here I go again, here I go again / here I go again, here I go/ an' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time / here I go again on my own  goin' down the only road I've ever known / like a drifter I was born to walk alone / 'cos I know what it means / to walk along the lonely street of dreams / here I go again on my own / goin' down the only road I've ever known / like a drifter I was born to walk alone / an' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time / but here I go again, here I go again / here I go again, here I go / here I go again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-216301206224900625?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/216301206224900625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=216301206224900625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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dia'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3545099997117291204</id><published>2010-02-12T18:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-13T14:40:34.414Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>caderno #de mim</title><content type='html'>tenho de mim&lt;br /&gt;esta imagem sensual&lt;br /&gt;de quem morde o lábio,&lt;br /&gt;de quem sorri com o olhar.&lt;br /&gt;tenho de mim&lt;br /&gt;este sabor agridoce&lt;br /&gt;de quem diz a verdade,&lt;br /&gt;de quem se esconde em segredos.&lt;br /&gt;tenho de mim&lt;br /&gt;este perfume quente&lt;br /&gt;de quem geme na cama,&lt;br /&gt;de quem corre contra o vento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3545099997117291204?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3545099997117291204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=3545099997117291204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3545099997117291204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3545099997117291204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2010/02/caderno-de-mim.html' title='caderno #de mim'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-6755610928473782890</id><published>2010-02-12T14:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-13T14:22:01.175Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>caderno #desafio</title><content type='html'>pinto na cara &lt;br /&gt;um bigode de pirata&lt;br /&gt;e desafio-te!&lt;br /&gt;é possivel que te conquiste em alto mar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-6755610928473782890?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-6414065322689623603</id><published>2010-02-11T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-13T14:29:08.554Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>caderno #sol</title><content type='html'>não preciso de ter o sol&lt;br /&gt;a dançar neste jardim,&lt;br /&gt;mas o facto é que sem ele&lt;br /&gt;nem a minha sombra pertence aos meus pés&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-6414065322689623603?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/6414065322689623603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>caderno #mãos</title><content type='html'>as mãos são o espelho do coração&lt;br /&gt;é por elas que amamos,odiamos,&lt;br /&gt;tememos,confiamos.&lt;br /&gt;pelas mãos nascemos&lt;br /&gt;e nelas morremos,&lt;br /&gt;pelas tuas mãos me sujo&lt;br /&gt;de todos os sentimentos imaculados,&lt;br /&gt;por outras me limpo&lt;br /&gt;de todos os gritos calados,&lt;br /&gt;as mãos são os traços do tudo&lt;br /&gt;e as vozes do nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-6287177155849948581?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/6287177155849948581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>caderno #escrever</title><content type='html'>escrever, &lt;br /&gt;é um ritual de acasalamento&lt;br /&gt;é a caneta que começa por me seduzir, e como seduz...&lt;br /&gt;seja pelas memórias que traz,&lt;br /&gt;seja pelas palavras que tira&lt;br /&gt;os sentidos ficam de novo despertos&lt;br /&gt;precepitam-se em sismos poétios(latentes)&lt;br /&gt;porque escever,&lt;br /&gt;é um presságio de tempestade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3885522946615034791?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3885522946615034791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><title type='text'>nova noite lisboeta: poesia em vinyl</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://sic.sapo.pt/online/flash/playerSIC2009.swf?urlvideo=http://videos.sapo.pt/DLrfLkhiLiU0ETWyuzvz/mov/1&amp;Link=http://sic.sapo.pt/online/video/informacao/NoticiasCultura/2010/1/poesia-em-vinyl15-01-2010-22393.htm&amp;ztag=/sicembed/info/&amp;hash={A621461A-6FCD-4447-8395-331F8ECDD2B8}&amp;embed=true&amp;autoplay=false"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sic.sapo.pt/online/flash/playerSIC2009.swf?urlvideo=http://videos.sapo.pt/DLrfLkhiLiU0ETWyuzvz/mov/1&amp;Link=http://sic.sapo.pt/online/video/informacao/NoticiasCultura/2010/1/poesia-em-vinyl15-01-2010-22393.htm&amp;ztag=/sicembed/info/&amp;hash={A621461A-6FCD-4447-8395-331F8ECDD2B8}&amp;embed=true&amp;autoplay=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;estive lá e adorei, para o mês que vem há mais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-1448900207067028604?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/1448900207067028604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=1448900207067028604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/1448900207067028604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/1448900207067028604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2010/01/nova-noite-lisboeta.html' title='nova noite lisboeta: poesia em vinyl'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-2968637838556477101</id><published>2009-12-25T16:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-26T16:23:46.551Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #special me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AHxahjt741k&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AHxahjt741k&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" 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;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;david fonseca - last christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last christmas, I gave you my heart / but the very next day, you gave it away / this year, to save me from tears / I'll give it to someone special / once bitten and twice shy / I keep my distance but you still catch my eye / tell me baby do you recognise me? / well it's been a year, it doesn't surprise me / (merry christmas!) / I wrapped it up and sent it / with a note saying "I love you" I meant it / now I know what a fool I've been / but if you kissed me now I know you'd fool me again / last christmas, I gave you my heart / but the very next day, you gave it away / this year, to save me from tears / I'll give it to someone special / a crowded room, friends with tired eyes / I'm hiding from you and your soul of ice / my God I thought you were someone to rely on me? / I guess I was a shoulder to cry on / a face on a lover with a fire in his heart / a man undercover but you tore me apart / now I've found a real love you'll never fool me again / last christmas, I gave you my heart / but the very next day, you gave it away / this year, to save me from tears / I'll give it to someone special / last christmas, I gave you my heart / but the very next day, you gave it away / this year, to save me from tears / I'll give it to someone special / last christmas, I gave you my heart / but the very next day, you gave it away / this year, to save me from tears / I'll give it to someone special / last christmas, I gave you my heart / but the very next day, you gave it away / this year, to save me from tears / I'll give it to someone special / last christmas, I gave you my heart / but the very next day, you gave it away / this year, to save me from tears / I'll give it to someone special / I'll give it to someone special / I'll give it to someone special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-2968637838556477101?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/2968637838556477101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=2968637838556477101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2968637838556477101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2968637838556477101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/12/bau-for-me.html' title='baú #special me'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8480036217363077650</id><published>2009-12-24T20:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-24T20:08:00.431Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #around the tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6ml_YbgJsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6ml_YbgJsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixpence none the richer - silent night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silent night, holy night / all is calm, all is bright / 'round yon virgin Mother and Child / holy infant so tender and mild / sleep in heavenly peace / sleep in heavenly peace / silent night, holy night shepherds quake at the sight / glories stream from heaven afar / heav'nly hosts sing Hallelujah (Hallelujah) / Christ the Savior is born / Christ the Savior is born / silent night, holy night / Son of God, love's pure light / radiant beams from Thy holy face / with the dawn of redeeming grace / Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth / Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth / Christ the Savior is born / Christ the Savior is born / Chris is born / Hallelujah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-8480036217363077650?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/8480036217363077650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=8480036217363077650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8480036217363077650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8480036217363077650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/12/bau-around-tree.html' title='baú #around the tree'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-6433703131367672465</id><published>2009-12-21T21:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:43:34.326Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>sobro na minha pele</title><content type='html'>sobro na minha pele, minguei de frio, perdi o sul...&lt;br /&gt;a norte está a minha cabeça em branco... sem sintonia&lt;br /&gt;risquei todos os discos para escutar o silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;o dia em que nasces-te&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-6152554776207454051</id><published>2009-11-20T08:58:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:28:21.149Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grafismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #happy birthday_33</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406133630713433154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/SwZx5Or3jEI/AAAAAAAAAlM/CwpfTOHuCZ8/s400/day-of-the-diva-logo.jpg" style="float: left; height: 316px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uSD4vsh1zDA&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/uSD4vsh1zDA&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black eyed peas - I gotta feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night / that tonight's gonna be a good night / that tonight's gonna be a good good night (x4) / tonight's the night night / let's live it up / I got my money / let's spend it up / go out and smash it / like oh my God / jump off that sofa / let's get get OFF / I know that we'll have a ball / if we get down / and go out / and just loose it all / I feel stressed out / I wanna let it go / lets go way out spaced out / and loosing all control / fill up my cup / mazal tov / look at her dancing / just take it off / let's paint the town / we'll shut it down / let's burn the roof / and then we'll do it again / lets do it (x3) / and live it up / I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night / that tonight's gonna be a good night / that tonight's gonna be a good good night (x2) / tonight's the night / let's live it up / I got my money / let's spend it up / go out and smash it / like oh my God / jump off that sofa / let's get get OFF / fill up my cup (drink) / mazal tov (l' chaim) / look at her dancing (move it move it) / just take it off / let's paint the town / we'll shut it down / let's burn the roof / and then we'll do it again / lets do it (x3) / let's live it up / here we come here we go / we gotta rock / easy come easy go / now we on top / feel the shot body rock / rock it don't stop / round and round / up and down / around the clock / monday, tuesday, wednesday and thursday / friday, saturday, saturday and sunday / we keep keep keep keep on going / we know what we say / party everyday / party everyday / got a feeling / that tonight's gonna be a good night / that tonight's gonna be a good night / that tonight's gonna be a good good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-6152554776207454051?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/6152554776207454051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=6152554776207454051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-4804981727410773067</id><published>2009-09-28T23:04:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T00:56:11.265+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memória'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #nescafé</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NkwJ-g0iJ6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NkwJ-g0iJ6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" 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;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;johnny nash - I can see clearly now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see clearly now, the rain is gone / I can see all obstacles in my way / gone are the dark clouds that had me blind / it's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright), sun-shiny day / I think I can make it now, the pain is gone / all of the bad feelings have disappeared / here is the rainbow I’ve been praying for / it’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright), sun-shiny day / look all around, there’s nothing but blue skies / look straight ahead, nothing but blue skies / I can see clearly now, the rain is gone / I can see all obstacles in my way / gone are the dark clouds that had me blind / it’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) / sun-shiny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;anúncio nescafé - anos 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-2436943311734638507</id><published>2009-09-23T00:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:18:51.703+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #eyeliner</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iRYvuS9OxdA?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amy macdonald - this is the life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the wind whistles down / the cold dark street tonight / and the people they were dancing to the music vibe / and the boys chase the girls with the curls in their hair / while the shy tormented youth sit way over there / and the songs they get louder / each one better than before / and you're singing the songs / thinking this is the life / and you wake up in the morning and you're head feels twice the size / where you gonna go? Where you gonna go? / where you gonna sleep tonight? so you're heading down the road in your taxi for four / and you're waiting outside jimmy's front door / but nobody's in and nobody's home 'til four / so you're sitting there with nothing to do / talking about robert riger and his motley crew / and where you're gonna go and where you're gonna sleep tonight / where you gonna sleep tonight? / where you gonna sleep tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-2436943311734638507?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/2436943311734638507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=2436943311734638507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/Srk0PxAKrPI/AAAAAAAAAeE/W8w-lX8JBJs/s640/YearbookYourself_1992.jpg" style="height: 200px; width: 141px;" width="451" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1952 | 1960 | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1966&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; |&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1972 | 1974 | 1978 | 1986 | 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yearbookyourself.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;www.yearbookyourself.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-5435525498887753696?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FfJAPIr_nnw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pedro abrunhosa &amp;amp; bandemónio - se eu fosse um dia o teu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frio, o mar / por entre o corpo fraco de lutar / quente, o chão / onde te estendo e te levo a razão / longa a noite, e só o sol / quebra o silêncio, madrugada de cristal / eve, lento, nu, fiel / e este vento que te navega na pele / pede-me a paz, dou-te o mundo / louco, livre assim sou eu /(um pouco mais...) / solta-te a voz lá do fundo / grita, mostra-me a cor do céu / se eu fosse um dia o teu olhar / e tu as minhas mãos também / se eu fosse um dia o respirar/ e tu perfume de ninguém / se eu fosse um dia o teu olhar / e tu as minhas mãos também / se eu fosse um dia o 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-7225985120471751800</id><published>2009-06-20T10:44:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:04:26.157Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #green light</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bnVUHWCynig?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bnVUHWCynig?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beyoncé - halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember those walls I built / well, baby they're tumbling down / and they didn't even put up a fight / they didn't even make up a sound / I found a way to let you in / but I never really had a doubt / standing in the light of your halo / I got my angel now / it's like I've been awakened / every rule I had you breaking / it's the risk that I'm taking / I ain't never gonna shut you out / everywhere I'm looking now / I'm surrounded by your embrace / baby I can see your halo / you know you're my saving grace / you're everything I need and more / it's written all over your face / baby I can feel your halo / pray it won't fade away / I can feel your halo halo halo / I can see your halo halo halo / I can feel your halo halo halo / I can see your halo halo halo / hit me like a ray of sun / burning through my darkest night / you're the only one that I want / think I'm addicted to your light / I swore I'd never fall again / but this don't even feel like falling / gravity can't forget / to pull me back to the ground again / feels like I've been awakened / every rule I had you breaking / the risk that I'm taking / I'm never gonna shut you out / everywhere I'm looking now / I'm surrounded by your embrace / baby I can see your halo / you know you're my saving grace / you're everything I need and more / it's written all over your face / baby I can feel your halo / pray it won't fade away / I can feel your halo halo halo / I can see your halo halo halo / I can feel your halo halo halo / I can see your halo halo halo / I can feel your halo halo halo / I can see your halo halo halo / I can feel your halo halo halo / I can see your halo halo halo / halo, halo / everywhere I'm looking now / I'm surrounded by your embrace / baby I can see your halo / you know you're my saving grace / you're everything I need and more / it's written all over your face / baby I can feel your halo / pray it won't fade away / I can feel your halo halo halo /I can see your halo halo halo / I can feel your halo halo halo / I can see your halo halo halo / I can feel your halo halo halo / I can see your halo halo halo / I can feel your halo halo halo / I can see your halo halo halo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-7225985120471751800?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/7225985120471751800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=7225985120471751800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/7225985120471751800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/7225985120471751800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/06/bau-green-light.html' title='baú #green light'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-4299540424585324435</id><published>2009-06-03T23:17:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:22:19.344+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #blush</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MBH-QbN5BcQ?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maria mena - all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you self destructive / little girl / pick yourself up / don't blame the world / so you screwed up / but your gonna be ok / now call your boyfriend / and apologise / you pushed him pretty / far away last night / he really loves you / you just don't always love yourself / all this time / all this time / you have had it in you / you just sometimes need a push / all this time / all this time / you have had it in you / you just sometimes need a push / think all the mean girls / that pulled your hair / are barefoot now and / pregnant there / and you write pop songs / and get to travel / round the world / all this time / all this time / you have had it in you / you just sometimes need a push / all this time / all this time / you have had it in you / you just sometimes need a push / so you've had some detours / some stupid men&lt;br /&gt;now we know what not / to do again / besides you lucked out / finally / all this time / all this time / you have had it in you / you just sometimes need a push / all this time / all this time / you have had it in you / you just sometimes need a push.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-4299540424585324435?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/4299540424585324435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=4299540424585324435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4299540424585324435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4299540424585324435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/06/bau-blush.html' title='baú #blush'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MBH-QbN5BcQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-5483749895847140036</id><published>2009-06-03T22:49:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:29:27.447Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #less_on</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gS9o1FAszdk?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gS9o1FAszdk?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VcpTFggDfXc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VcpTFggDfXc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" 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;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the script - the man who can't be moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to the corner where I first saw you / gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move / got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand / saying: "if you see this girl can you tell her where I am" / some people try to hand me money, they don't understand / I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man / I know it makes no sense but what else can I do / how can I move on when I'm still in love with you / 'cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me / and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be / thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet / and you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street / so I'm not moving, I'm not moving / policeman says: "son you can't stay here" / I said, "there's someone I'm waiting for If it's a day, a month, a year" / gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows / if she changes her mind this is the first place she will go / 'cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me / and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be / thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet / and you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street / so I'm not moving, I'm not moving, I'm not moving, I'm not moving / people talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl / there are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world / maybe i'll get famous as the man who can't be moved / maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news / and you'll come running to the corner / 'cause you'll know it's just for you / I'm the man who can't be moved / going back to the corner where I first saw you / gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-5483749895847140036?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/5483749895847140036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coração'/><title type='text'>child day #01</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 497px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/Sirl7V9hE0I/AAAAAAAAAcE/CKHzaNyiwc4/s400/newborn_photography.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344336715498722114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(c) carrie sandoval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://barebaby.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.barebaby.typepad.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.capturedbycarrie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.capturedbycarrie.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-172843922446957251?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/172843922446957251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=172843922446957251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/172843922446957251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/172843922446957251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/06/child-day-01.html' title='child day #01'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/Sirl7V9hE0I/AAAAAAAAAcE/CKHzaNyiwc4/s72-c/newborn_photography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-4354480306440423848</id><published>2009-05-28T22:00:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:31:17.401+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #goodnight sweetheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ew2eWXAWVfc?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rita redshoes - choose love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to hide / but I look for you all the time / I choose to run / but I'm begging for you to come / I wanna break / but I know that you can take / I stay a while / to be sure that you're by my side / oh, oh / don't look at me, just look inside / 'cause I can go through / tell me, are you goin' tired / of what I don't do / I wanna see, I wanna fight / 'cause I don't feel scared / honey, if you care / I choose to find / things that you left behind / I choose to stare / but I can take you anywhere / I wanna stay / but my soul leaves you anyway / can close the door / and love, could you give me more / don't look at me, just look inside / 'cause I can go through / tell me, are you goin' tired / of what I don't do / I wanna see, I wanna fight / 'cause I don't feel scared / honey, if you care / choose love, choose love, love / choose love, choose love, oh / don't wanna hear, I wanna fight / 'cause this time I won't be wrong / and I can waste this precious time / asking where do I belong / so let me know your love is real / 'cause this time you won't control / tell me please, what do you feel / do I have to save your soul / choose love, choose love, love / choose love, choose love / choose love, choose love, love / choose love, choose love / choose love, choose love, love / choose love, choose love / choose love, choose love, love / choose love, choose love / choose love, choose love, love / choose love, choose love / choose love, choose love, love / choose love, choose love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-4354480306440423848?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/4354480306440423848/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=4354480306440423848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-4275183305797271046</id><published>2009-05-16T22:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:27:43.363+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotografia'/><title type='text'>a rua que se lê</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/Sirofke7aBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/EBsY92s37MQ/s320/11_dream3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344339536895502354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/SiroVot0z5I/AAAAAAAAAcM/3FyzuuMff90/s320/11_dream2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344339366233034642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Nina Jua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Klei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ninajuaklein.com/"&gt;www.ninajuaklein.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-4275183305797271046?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/4275183305797271046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=4275183305797271046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4275183305797271046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4275183305797271046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/04/path-07.html' title='a rua que se lê'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/Sirofke7aBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/EBsY92s37MQ/s72-c/11_dream3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3975641726164821374</id><published>2009-05-01T03:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:57:48.858+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>parabéns tigre III</title><content type='html'>...a pensar no que guardas e contas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3975641726164821374?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3975641726164821374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=3975641726164821374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3975641726164821374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3975641726164821374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/05/parabens-tigre-iii.html' title='parabéns tigre III'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8646290381954685192</id><published>2009-04-13T21:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:31:08.855+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>baralho de cartas</title><content type='html'>tudo na vida são escolhas... as minhas nem sempre foram as mais realizadoras, mas foram sem dúvida as menos óbvias, difíceis e desafiadoras. escolhas... pela mulher que sou hoje... valeram a pena...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-8646290381954685192?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/8646290381954685192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=8646290381954685192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8646290381954685192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8646290381954685192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/04/baralho-de-cartas.html' title='baralho de cartas'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-70415333734610894</id><published>2009-04-01T16:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:23:02.182+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>re:ver</title><content type='html'>as palavras... cabem na imensidão de um pensamento ou no amputado espaço de um grito, na balança não sei as que pesarão mais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-70415333734610894?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/70415333734610894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grafismo'/><title type='text'>path #06</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 440px; height: 440px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/SdODxnu5wTI/AAAAAAAAAbU/SVrr9PZ9ZE4/s400/back001ex6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319740473357222194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-592323457095774277?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/592323457095774277/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=592323457095774277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/592323457095774277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/592323457095774277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/04/path-06.html' title='path #06'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/SdODxnu5wTI/AAAAAAAAAbU/SVrr9PZ9ZE4/s72-c/back001ex6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-4479782694824308177</id><published>2009-04-01T15:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:24:58.367+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>falta de ginástica provavelmente...</title><content type='html'>Há já algum tempo que me dedico casualmente a escutar as conversas das outras pessoas... no metro, no consultório, no café, aos telemóveis...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei ao certo quando tomei consciência de que isso acontecia, mas sei que neste momento que o relato, é algo que me deixa confusa, estranha.&lt;br /&gt;Na maioria das vezes, e porque são apenas excertos, não consigo identificar algo interessante, que pudesse vir a ser "tema de um livro", mas nas escassas vezes que contrariam essa maioria, dou por mim a teorizar à semelhança de um psicólogo diante da sua longa cadeira... sem qualquer ónus.&lt;br /&gt;Atrai-me a análise inofensiva sem emoção e passível de enganos: a arte de mentir tornou-se uma fancaria, toda a gente a compra consciente de que não presta, mas... compra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São os movimentos que os atropelam e denunciam, falta de ginástica provavelmente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-4479782694824308177?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/4479782694824308177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=4479782694824308177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4479782694824308177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4479782694824308177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/04/falta-de-ginastica-provavelmente.html' title='falta de ginástica provavelmente...'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-7338919393524564139</id><published>2009-03-29T00:06:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:57:16.627+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grafismo'/><title type='text'>path #05 'prima-vera'</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 440px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/Sc67sMmrdbI/AAAAAAAAAbM/DfKii_0Xd1g/s400/jardin-dete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318394577943229874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/Sc67sMmrdbI/AAAAAAAAAbM/DfKii_0Xd1g/s72-c/jardin-dete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3880002154369245972</id><published>2009-03-28T23:57:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:25:47.452Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RSNmgE6L8AU?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RSNmgE6L8AU?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keane - everybody's changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say you wander your own land / but when I think about it / I don't see how you can / you're aching, you're breaking / and I can see the pain in your eyes / say's everybody's changing / and I don't know why / so little time / try to understand that I'm / trying to make a move just to stay in the game / I try to stay awake and remember my name / but everybody's changing / and I don't feel the same / you're gone from here / and soon you will disappear / fading into beautiful light / 'cause everybody's changing / and I don't feel right / so little time / try to understand that I'm / trying to make a move just to stay in the game / I try to stay awake / and remember my name / but everybody's changing / and I don't feel the same / so little time / try to understand that I'm / trying to make a move just to stay in the game / I try to stay awake and remember my name / but everybody's changing / and I don't feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #aa77aa; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody's Changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #aa77aa; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lilly Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gheYf9kvBRw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3880002154369245972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/03/bau-butterfly.html' title='baú #butterfly'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-4464770369514468239</id><published>2009-03-20T23:12:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:21:42.402+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #castelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iyfszMfvWAY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/iyfszMfvWAY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;classificados - um segredo fechado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;longe daqui tens um segredo guardado / para abrir num lugar mais desejado / no lugar onde possas saber / que por ser segredo não podes dizer / serás tu a sombra que olhas no chão / serás a promessa que trazes na mão / de que serve o teu disfarce e o teu secreto olhar / se não tens ninguém a quem te revelar / serás o silêncio ou o sonho desfeito / será teu o grito que arrancas do peito / de que vale teres a lua e o céu inteiro para voar / se não tens ninguém a quem te poder dar / longe daqui tens um desejo fechado / para abrir num lugar mais arejado / no lugar onde possas saber / o que há já muito tempo ficou por dizer / serás tu a sombra que olhas no chão / serás a promessa que trazes na mão / de que serve o teu disfarce e o teu secreto olhar / se não tens ninguém a quem te revelar / serás o silêncio ou o sonho desfeito / será teu o grito que arrancas do peito / de que vale teres a lua e o céu inteiro para voar / se não tens ninguém a quem te poder dar / fixaste o teu olhar no meu / ficaste longe daqui... tu estás longe de ti / tão longe de nós / corres para te salvar noutro lugar / serás tu a sombra que olhas no chão / serás a promessa que trazes na mão / de que serve o teu disfarce e o teu secreto olhar / se não tens ninguém a quem te revelar / serás o silêncio ou o sonho desfeito / será teu o grito que arrancas do peito / de que vale teres a lua e o céu inteiro para voar / se não tens ninguém a quem te poder dar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-4464770369514468239?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/4464770369514468239/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=4464770369514468239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4464770369514468239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4464770369514468239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/03/bau-castelo.html' title='baú #castelo'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-1506100046204379081</id><published>2009-03-06T23:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:20:18.522+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #fogueira</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7mYNkBzXgW4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/7mYNkBzXgW4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" 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;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;filarmónica gil - deixa-te ficar na minha casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho livros e papeis espalhados pelo chão / a poeira duma vida deve ter algum sentido/ uma pista, um sinal de qualquer recordação / uma frase onde te encontre e me deixe comovido / guardo na palma da mão o calor dos objectos / com as datas e locais, por que brincas, por que ri /&lt;br /&gt;e depois o arrepio, a memória dos afectos / mmmmmm, que me deixa mais feliz / deixa-te ficar na minha casa / há janelas que tu não abriste / o luar espera por ti / quando for a maré vasa / e ainda tens que me dizer / porque é que nunca partiste... / está na mesma esse jardim com vista sobre a cidade / onde fazia de conta que escapava do presente / qualquer coisa que ficou que é da nossa eternidade / mmmmmmm afinal, eternamente / deixa-te ficar na minha casa / há janelas que tu não abriste / deixa-te ficar na minha casa / há janelas que tu não abriste / o luar espera por ti / quando for a maré vasa / e ainda tens que me dizer / porque é que nunca partiste...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-1506100046204379081?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/1506100046204379081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=1506100046204379081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/1506100046204379081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/1506100046204379081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/03/bau-fogueira.html' title='baú #fogueira'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8740626582909039710</id><published>2009-02-27T14:37:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:06:44.794Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>a guerra vende-se</title><content type='html'>na iminente viragem do "século"... a guerra vende-se... e eu, iberno aninhada aos meus sucessores...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-8740626582909039710?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/8740626582909039710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=8740626582909039710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8740626582909039710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8740626582909039710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/02/guerra-vende-se.html' title='a guerra vende-se'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-4512873660422579646</id><published>2009-02-24T00:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:24:32.557+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #'macto'</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aSTV99Uy8hk?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enigma - gravity of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o fortuna / velut luna / turn around and smell what you don't see / close your eyes ... it is so clear / heres the mirror, behind there is a screen / on both ways you can get in / don't think twice before you listen to your heart / follow the trace for a new start / what you need and everything youll feel / is just a question of the deal / in the eye of storm youll see a lonely dove / the experience of survival is the key / to the gravity of love / o fortuna / velut luna / the path of excess leads to / the tower of wisdom / the path of excess leads to / the tower of wisdom / try to think about it ... / thats the chance to live your life and discover / what it is, whats the gravity of love / o fortuna / velut luna / look around just people, can you hear their voice / find the one wholl guide you to the limits of your choice / but if youre in the eye of storm / just think of the lonely dove / the experience of survival is the key / to the gravity of love / o fortuna / velut luna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-4512873660422579646?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/4512873660422579646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=4512873660422579646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4512873660422579646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/4512873660422579646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/02/bau-macto.html' title='baú #&apos;macto&apos;'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aSTV99Uy8hk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3007153023291308435</id><published>2009-02-23T22:20:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:26:39.603+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #vermelho cardeal</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MbtajuiuLMU?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maroon 5 ft rihanna - if I never see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now as the summer fades, I let you slip away / you say I'm not your type, but I can make you sway / it makes you burn to learn, you're not the only one / I'd let you be if you put down your blazing gun / now you've gone somewhere else, far away I don't know if I will find you (find you, find you) / but you feel my breath, on your neck / can't believe I'm right behind you (right behind you) / 'cause you keep me coming back for more (coming back for more) / and I feel a little better than I did before / and if I never see your face again, I don't mind / 'cause we got much further than I thought we'd get tonight / sometimes you move so well / it's hard not to give in /I'm lost, I can't tell / where you end and I begin / it makes you burn to learn / I'm with another man / I wonder if he's half / the lover that I am / now you've gone somewhere else, far away / I don't know if I will find you (find you, find you) / but you feel my breath, on your neck / can't believe I'm right behind you (right behind you) / 'cause you keep me coming back for more (coming back for more) / and I feel a little better than I did before / if I never see your face again, I don't mind / 'cause we got much further than I thought we'd get tonight / baby, baby please believe me / find it in your heart to reach me / promise not to leave me behind (promise not to leave me behind) / take me down, but take it easy / make me think but don't deceive me / torture me by taking your time (torture me, torture me) / 'cause you keep me coming back for more / and I feel a little better than I did before / if I never see your face again, I don't mind / 'cause we got much further than I thought we'd get tonight (torture me, torture me) / 'cause you keep me coming back for more (coming back for more) / and I feel a little better than I did before (did before) / and if I never see your face again, I don't mind / 'cause we got much further than I thought we'd get tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MbtajuiuLMU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-1974700198953587598</id><published>2009-01-25T18:53:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:58:41.005+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grafismo'/><title type='text'>path #04 'pardal galego'</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 440px; height: 440px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/SXy1T-lo37I/AAAAAAAAAbE/H0xC3eFjdvE/s400/50db035385df9fc90693ea7f215f9484_raw.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295306616703868850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-1974700198953587598?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/1974700198953587598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=1974700198953587598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/1974700198953587598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/1974700198953587598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/01/path.html' title='path #04 &apos;pardal galego&apos;'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/SXy1T-lo37I/AAAAAAAAAbE/H0xC3eFjdvE/s72-c/50db035385df9fc90693ea7f215f9484_raw.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8150757490706658472</id><published>2009-01-25T18:38:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:30:16.039+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #wizard</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BzqOerHUOF4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rita redshoes - the beginning song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you came to this world / to see what I've done / and it's fine / so come and let's start / I'll give you all my heart / this time / don't walk away / 'cause baby I will love you more / I have this feeling / you're who I've been looking for / so close your eyes / and read the signs / it's time to sore / you came to this world / to change what I've done / it's all right / but now you must stare / you can pretend you're there / if you're mine / don't walk away / 'cause baby I will love you more / I have this feeling / you're who I've been looking for / don't turn away / it's time to stay / there's nothing more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-8150757490706658472?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/8150757490706658472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=8150757490706658472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8150757490706658472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8150757490706658472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/01/ba-feiticeiro.html' title='baú #wizard'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BzqOerHUOF4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-5905607338108919039</id><published>2009-01-01T20:00:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:15:01.698+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #message from 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1efoa&amp;colors=special:AB78AB;" width="480" height="381"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1efoa&amp;colors=special:AB78AB;"&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;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;josh groban - you are loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up / it's just the weight of the world / when your heart's heavy / I... I will lift it for you / don't give up / because you want to be heard / if silence keeps you / I... I will break it for you / everybody wants to be understood / well I can hear you/ everybody wants to be loved/ don't give up / because you are loved / don't give up / it's just the hurt that you hide / when you're lost inside / I... I will be there to find you / don't give up / because you want to burn brigh / if darkness blinds you / I... I will shine to guide you/ everybody wants to be understood / well I can hear you / everybody wants to be loved / don't give up / because you are loved / you are loved / don't give up / it's just the weight of the world / don't give up / every one needs to be heard / you are loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-5905607338108919039?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/5905607338108919039/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=5905607338108919039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5905607338108919039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5905607338108919039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2009/01/ba-message-from-2009.html' title='baú #message from 2009'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-222376949525568439</id><published>2008-12-29T00:23:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:53:31.828+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wSCRumqmdQg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wSCRumqmdQg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lionel richie - stuck on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck on you / I've got this feeling down / deep in my soul / that I just cant lose / guess, I'm on my way / needed a friend / and the way I feel now I guess / I'll be with you 'till the end / guess I'm on my way / mighty glad you stayed / I'm stuck on you / been a fool too long I guess / it's time for me to come on home / guess I'm on my way / so hard to see / that a woman like you could wait / around for a man like me / guess I'm on my way / mighty glad you stayed / oh, I'm leaving on that midnight train / and I know just where I'm going / I've packed up my troubles / and I've thrown them all away / because this time little darlin / I'm coming home to stay / I'm stuck on you / I've got this feeling down / deep in my soul / that I just cant lose / guess, I'm on my way / needed a friend / and the way I feel now I guess / I'll be with you 'till the end / guess I'm on my way / I'm mighty glad you stayed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-222376949525568439?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/222376949525568439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=222376949525568439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/222376949525568439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/222376949525568439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/12/letters-05.html' title='baú #cruise'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3859547747957581665</id><published>2008-12-01T14:39:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:46:15.765+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #first day of christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3-b5IC_Jsfc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/3-b5IC_Jsfc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" 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;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixpence none the richer - angels we have heard on high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angels we have heard on high / sweetly singing o'er the plains / and the mountains in reply / echoing their joyous strains / gloria, in excelsis deo! / gloria, in excelsis deo! / shepherds, why this jubilee?/ why your joyous strains prolong? / what the gladsome tidings be / which inspire your heavenly song? / come to bethlehem and see / christ whose birth the angels sing / come, adore on bended knee / christ the Lord, the newborn king /  gloria, in excelsis deo! / gloria, in excelsis deo! / see him in a manger laid / whom the choirs of angels praise / mary, joseph, lend your aid / while our hearts in love we raise /  gloria, in excelsis deo! / gloria, in excelsis deo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3859547747957581665?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3859547747957581665/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8751422047451598178</id><published>2008-11-20T08:58:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:59:52.487+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grafismo'/><title type='text'>baú #happy birthday_32</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/STW7cWF6ZkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/R4iFtmtVFN0/s1600-h/2008_05_07-Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 444px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/STW7cWF6ZkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/R4iFtmtVFN0/s400/2008_05_07-Birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275328634175514178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) the kitchn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thekitchn.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.thekitchn.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-8751422047451598178?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/8751422047451598178/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=8751422047451598178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8751422047451598178'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>letters #04</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever Lola wants, Lola gets&lt;br /&gt;And little man, little lola wants you&lt;br /&gt;Make up your mind to have (your mind to have)&lt;br /&gt;No regrets (no regrets)&lt;br /&gt;Reline yourself&lt;br /&gt;Resign yourself, your through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I all ways get, what I aim for&lt;br /&gt;And your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Is what I came for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever Lola wants (Lola wants),&lt;br /&gt;Lola gets (lola gets)&lt;br /&gt;Take off your coat&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know you can't win (can't win you'll never never win)&lt;br /&gt;You're no exception to the rule&lt;br /&gt;I'm irrisistible you fool..., give in (give in you'll never win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever Lola wants,&lt;br /&gt;Lola gets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I all ways get, what I aim for&lt;br /&gt;And your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Is what I came for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever Lola wants (Lola wants),&lt;br /&gt;Lola gets (Lola gets)&lt;br /&gt;Take off your coat&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know you can't win (can't win you'll never never win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're no exception to the rule&lt;br /&gt;I'm irrisistible you fool..., give in (give in you'll never win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give in (give in you'll never win),&lt;br /&gt;Give in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: #aa77aa ;font-size:100%;" &gt;Whatever Lola wants (Lola gets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: #aa77aa ;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sarah Vaughan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-g5YNPzr8NM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5751017130500076562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/11/letters-03.html' title='letters #04'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8066886132896990429</id><published>2008-10-21T00:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:19:49.791+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palavras'/><title type='text'>letters #03</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansado do movimento&lt;br /&gt;Que percorre a linha recta&lt;br /&gt;Fui ficando mais atento&lt;br /&gt;Ao voo da borboleta&lt;br /&gt;Fui subindo em espiral&lt;br /&gt;Declarando-me estafeta&lt;br /&gt;Entre o corpo do real&lt;br /&gt;E a veia do poeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela não se detecta&lt;br /&gt;À vista desarmada&lt;br /&gt;E o sangue que lá corre&lt;br /&gt;Em torrente delicada&lt;br /&gt;É a lágrima perpétua&lt;br /&gt;Sai da ponta da caneta&lt;br /&gt;Vai ao fim da via láctea&lt;br /&gt;E cai no fundo da gaveta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai de quem nunca guardou&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco da sua alma&lt;br /&gt;Numa folha secreta&lt;br /&gt;Ai de quem nunca guardou&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco da sua alma&lt;br /&gt;No fundo duma gaveta&lt;br /&gt;Ai de quem nunca injectou&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco da sua mágoa&lt;br /&gt;Na veia do poeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: #aa77aa ;font-size:100%;" &gt;A veia do poeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: #aa77aa ;font-size:100%;" &gt;Rui Veloso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3840263033568896256</id><published>2008-10-19T20:00:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:24:49.678+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palavras'/><title type='text'>letters #02</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soledad,&lt;br /&gt;Aqui están mis credenciales,&lt;br /&gt;Vengo llamando a tu puerta&lt;br /&gt;Desde hace un tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;Creo que pasaremos juntos temporales,&lt;br /&gt;Propongo que tú y yo nos vayamos conociendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy,&lt;br /&gt;Te traigo mis cicatrices,&lt;br /&gt;Palabras sobre papel pentagramado,&lt;br /&gt;No te fijes mucho en lo que dicen,&lt;br /&gt;Me encontrarás&lt;br /&gt;En cada cosa que he callado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya pasó,&lt;br /&gt;Ya he dejado que se empañe&lt;br /&gt;La ilusión de que vivir es indoloro.&lt;br /&gt;Que raro que seas tú&lt;br /&gt;Quien me acompañe, soledad,&lt;br /&gt;A mi que nunca supe bien&lt;br /&gt;Cómo estar solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: #aa77aa;font-size:100%;" &gt;Jorge Dexter ft Maria Rita&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fWPbdMG0dY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fWPbdMG0dY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" 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href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/10/letters-03.html' title='letters #02'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-6021379248167609251</id><published>2008-10-15T18:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:14:58.693+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacto'/><title type='text'>mandala #03</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg164/tigredepapel/mandala03.jpg" border="0" alt="mandala"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-6021379248167609251?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-9206790088941227388</id><published>2008-10-12T23:02:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T22:52:40.826+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #falha técnica</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/38REZGsB5W4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/38REZGsB5W4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" 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;&lt;b&gt;rita guerra - chegar a ti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estás aqui, mas tão ausente / junto a mim, mas tão distante / o teu beijo já não é igual / apagou-se o fogo no teu olhar / estou nos teus braços mas afinal / estamos tão distantes como o céu e o mar / eu não consigo chegar a ti / não posso chegar a ti / não sei como chegar a ti / há em ti uma tristeza / de quem já não tem certezas / o teu corpo está ao pé de mim / o teu coração noutro lugar / no teu mundo já só há um fim / e eu não tenho como te fazer voltar / eu não consigo chegar a ti / não posso chegar a ti / não sei como chegar a ti / eu não consigo chegar a ti / não posso chegar a ti / não sei como chegar a ti / eu não consigo chegar a ti / não posso chegar a ti / não sei como chegar a ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-9206790088941227388?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-6724664800229560434</id><published>2008-10-11T22:58:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:40:09.862+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #ocean apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/peBBswUTIr8?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;shania twain - don't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't... don't you wish we tried / do you feel what I feel inside / you know love is stronger than pride / don't... no don't / let your anger grow / just tell me what you need me to know / please talk to me don't close the door / 'cause I wanna hear you... / wanna be near you / don't fight... don't argue / give me the chance to say that I'm sorry / just let me love you / don't turn me away... don't tell me to go / don't... don't give up on trust / don't give up on me... on us / we could just hold on long enough / we can do it... we'll get through it / don't fight... don't argue / just give me the chance to say that I'm sorry / just let me love you / don't turn me away... don't tell me to go / don't pretend that it's ok / things won't get better that way / and don't do something you might regret someday / don't... don't give up on me / we can do it... we'll get through it / don't fight... don't argue / just give me the chance to say that I'm sorry / just let me love you / don't turn me away... don't tell me to go / don't fight.. don't argue (don't give up on me) / give me the chance to say that I'm sorry (say that I'm sorry) / just let me love you (don't give up on me) / don't turn me away... don't tell me to go / don't fight... don't argue / give me the chance to say that I'm sorry / just let me love you (don't give up on me) / don't turn me away... don't tell me to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-6724664800229560434?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/6724664800229560434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=6724664800229560434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/6724664800229560434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/6724664800229560434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/10/ba-ocean-appart.html' title='baú #ocean apart'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/peBBswUTIr8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8591006468330449396</id><published>2008-10-10T13:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:10:58.138+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacto'/><title type='text'>mandala #02</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg164/tigredepapel/mandala.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-8591006468330449396?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/8591006468330449396/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=8591006468330449396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8591006468330449396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/8591006468330449396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/10/mandala-02.html' title='mandala #02'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-2467215209373274253</id><published>2008-10-09T18:54:00.019+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:43:34.149+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #oração</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TeCAkrg4fNE?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lighthouse family - (I wish I knew how it would feel to be) free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wish, I knew how / it would feel, to be free / I wish, I could break / all the chains, holding me / I wish, I could say / all the things, that I should say / say 'em loud, say 'em clear / for the whole wide world to hear / I wish, I could share / all the love, that's in my heart / remove, all the bars / that keep us apart / and I wish, you could know / how it feels, to be me / then you'd see, and agree / that every man, should be free / I wish, I could be / like a bird, in the sky / how sweet, it would be / if I found I could fly / well I'd soar, to the sun / and look down, to the see / and I'd sing, 'cos I know / how it feels, to be free / I wish, I knew how it feels to be free / I wish, I could break / all the chains holding me / and I wish, I could say / all the things, that I wanna say / say 'em loud, say 'em clear / for the whole wide world to hear / say 'em loud, say 'em clear / for the whole wide world to hear / say 'em loud, say 'em clear / for the whole wide world to hear / one love, one blood / one life, you've got to do what you should / one life, with each other / sisters, brothers / one life, but we're not the same / we got to, carry each other, carry each other / whoah / whoah / whoah / whoah / whoah... / I wish, I knew how it would feel to be free / I wish, I knew how it would feel to be free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-2467215209373274253?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/2467215209373274253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=2467215209373274253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2467215209373274253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2467215209373274253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/10/ba-orao.html' title='baú #oração'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TeCAkrg4fNE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-5021547681555447715</id><published>2008-10-02T22:10:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:45:01.424+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #white, emptiness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cjVQ36NhbMk?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the fray - how to save a life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step one you say we need to talk / he walks you say sit down it's just a talk / he smiles politely back at you / you stare politely right on through / some sort of window to your right / as he goes left and you stay right / between the lines of fear and blame / and you begin to wonder why you came / where did I go wrong, I lost a friend / somewhere along in the bitterness / I would have stayed up with you all night / had I known how to save a life / let him know that you know best / 'cause after all you do know best / try to slip past his defense / without granting innocence / lay down a list of what is wrong  / the things you've told him all along / and pray to God he hears you / and pray to God he hears you... / where did I go wrong, I lost a friend / somewhere along in the bitterness / I would have stayed up with you all night / had I known how to save a life / as he begins to raise his voice / you lower yours and grant him one last choice / drive until you lose the road / or break with the ones you've followed / he will do one of two things / he will admit to everything / or he'll say he's just not the same / and you'll begin to wonder why you came / where did I go wrong, I lost a friend / somewhere along in the bitterness / I would have stayed up with you all night / had I known how to save a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-5021547681555447715?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/5021547681555447715/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=5021547681555447715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5021547681555447715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/5021547681555447715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/10/ba-white.html' title='baú #white, emptiness...'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cjVQ36NhbMk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-2728510035113143158</id><published>2008-10-02T21:43:00.018+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:48:32.036+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #pepper</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qvuyYj5ROmk?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gabriella cilmi - sweet about me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, watching me / hanging by a string this time / don't, easily / the climax of the perfect lie / ohh, watching me / hanging by a string this time / don't, easily / smile worth a hundred lies / if there's lessons to be learned / I'd rather get my jamming words in first so / tell you something that I've found / that the worlds a better place / when it's upside down, boy / if there's lessons to be learned / I'd rather get my jamming words in first so / when your playing with desire / don't come running to my place / when it burns like fire, boy / sweet about me / nothing sweet about me, yeah / sweet about me / nothing sweet about me, yeah / sweet about me / nothing sweet about me, yeah / sweet about me / nothing sweet about me, yeah / blue, blue, blue / waves they crash / as time goes by / so hard to catch / too, too smooth / ain't all that / why don't you ride / on my side of the tracks / if there's lessons to be learned / I'd rather get my jamming words in first so / tell you something that I've found / that the worlds a better place / when it's upside down, boy / if there's lessons to be learned / I'd rather get my jamming words in first so / when your playing with desire / don't come running to my place / when it burns like fire, boy / sweet about me / nothing sweet about me, yeah / sweet about me / nothing sweet about me, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-2728510035113143158?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/2728510035113143158/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=2728510035113143158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2728510035113143158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2728510035113143158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/10/ba-pepper.html' title='baú #pepper'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qvuyYj5ROmk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-6081161799489774347</id><published>2008-09-13T21:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:59:43.069+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacto'/><title type='text'>meninas árvores (primeiro passeio)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg164/tigredepapel/meninasrvores.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-6081161799489774347?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/6081161799489774347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=6081161799489774347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/6081161799489774347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/6081161799489774347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/09/meninas-rvores-primeiro-passeio.html' title='meninas árvores (primeiro passeio)'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-2109950347461398226</id><published>2008-09-04T11:58:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:13:38.213Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>música</title><content type='html'>quando as palavras nascem da cabeça e na pele soluçam entre o choro e a raiva, padecem no peito mesmo depois de mortas. e aí nada mais resta se não a música.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-2109950347461398226?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-3210949598186125286</id><published>2008-08-31T21:55:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:18:04.890+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #faltas TU</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nzv9R5kFnLk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/nzv9R5kFnLk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" 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;&lt;strong&gt;per7ume ft rui veloso - intervalo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vida em câmara lenta / oito ou oitenta / sinto que vou emergir / já sei de cor / todas as canções de amor / para a conquista partir / diz que tenho sal / não me deixes mal / não me deixes… / no livro que eu não li / no filme que eu não vi / na foto aonde eu não entrei / notícia do jornal / o quadro minimal… / sou eu… / vida à média rés / levanta os pés / não vás em futebois apesar… / do intervalo / que é quando eu falo / para não me incomodar / diz que tenho sal / não me deixes mal / não me deixes… / no livro que eu não li / no filme que eu não vi / na foto aonde eu não entrei / notícia do jornal / o quadro minimal… / sou eu… / não me deixes já / história que não terminou / não me deixes… / no livro que eu não li / no filme que eu não vi / na foto aonde eu não entrei / notícia do jornal / o quadro minimal… / sou eu… / no livro que eu não li / no filme que eu não vi / na foto aonde eu não entrei / notícia do jornal / o quadro minimal… / sou eu…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-3210949598186125286?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/3210949598186125286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=3210949598186125286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3210949598186125286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/3210949598186125286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/08/ba-faltas-tu.html' title='baú #faltas TU'/><author><name>ana 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value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moby - why does my heart feel so bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why does my heart feel so bad? / why does my soul feel so bad? / why does my heart feel so bad? / why does my soul feel so bad? / these open doors / these open doors / why does my heart feel so bad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-2824381225830788165?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/2824381225830788165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=2824381225830788165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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frameborder="0" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZRXM0FY_qs0?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;climie fisher - love changes (everything)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only seventeen / when she looked at me that way / seems like yesterday / I was only foolin' round / but she stole my heart away / I never been the same / I have this strangest feeling / like a raging fire it burns / she left i cried for weeks and / I can't forget her / or the lesson that I learned / love changes, changes everything / love makes you fly, it can break your wings / love changes, changes everything / love makes the rules, from fools to kings / love changes, love changes everything / then the year went rollin' by / I grew up and moved away / had to earn my pay / found another lover then / but my heart is sad to say / it only ended up the same way / and I wondered was I destined / to spend my life alone / oh girl you answered my question/ this time it's working / you've given me new hope / love changes, changes everything / love makes you fly, it can break your wings / love changes, changes everything / love makes the rules, from fools to kings / love changes, love changes everything / I've seen the way love shakes ya / makes ya break ya / it's got a power of it's own / love changes, changes everything / love makes you fly, it can break your wings / love changes, changes everything / love makes the rules, from fools to kings / love changes, love changes everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-71667291153106845?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/71667291153106845/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-8397600350901637755</id><published>2008-08-04T11:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:58:00.425+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coração'/><title type='text'>duas estrelas de amor... obrigada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235499702161671474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD_usHc7ILc/SKg7PYEChTI/AAAAAAAAARE/dkaogMlQE7M/s400/200558328-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(c) getty images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-8397600350901637755?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' 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voz&lt;br /&gt;Mostrar que está revoltado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À espera o tempo a passar&lt;br /&gt;A desesperar&lt;br /&gt;Ganhar a coragem de gritar e gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é nestas alturas&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu mesmo que o digo&lt;br /&gt;Repensamos na falta&lt;br /&gt;Que nos faz um amigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que nos mostre a luz&lt;br /&gt;E nos estenda essa mão&lt;br /&gt;Diga que a vida não é cruz&lt;br /&gt;Olhar para trás pedir perdão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E salta a fúria em nós&lt;br /&gt;Rebenta o ser mais calado&lt;br /&gt;Querer puxar pela voz&lt;br /&gt;Mostrar que está revoltado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À espera o tempo a passar&lt;br /&gt;A desesperar&lt;br /&gt;Ganhar a a coragem de gritar e gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(170, 119, 170);"&gt;Polo Norte ft Delfins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(170, 119, 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-402124101589604924</id><published>2008-07-25T22:21:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T03:11:52.172+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palavras'/><title type='text'>baú #inside</title><content type='html'>aqui&lt;br /&gt;eu nunca disse que iria ser&lt;br /&gt;a pessoa certa pra você&lt;br /&gt;mas sou eu quem te adora&lt;br /&gt;se fico um tempo sem te procurar&lt;br /&gt;é pra saudade nos aproximar&lt;br /&gt;e eu já não vejo a hora&lt;br /&gt;eu não consigo esconder&lt;br /&gt;certo ou errado, eu quero ter você&lt;br /&gt;ei, você sabe que eu não sei jogar&lt;br /&gt;não é meu dom representar&lt;br /&gt;não dá pra disfarçar&lt;br /&gt;eu tento aparentar frieza mas não dá&lt;br /&gt;é como uma represa pronta pra jorrar&lt;br /&gt;querendo iluminar&lt;br /&gt;a estrada, a casa, o quarto onde você está&lt;br /&gt;não da pra ocultar&lt;br /&gt;algo preso quer sair do meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;atravessar montanhas e te alcançar&lt;br /&gt;tocar o seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;te fazer me enxergar e se enxergar em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aqui&lt;br /&gt;agora que você parece não ligar&lt;br /&gt;que já não pensa e já não quer pensar&lt;br /&gt;dizendo que não sente nada&lt;br /&gt;estou lembrando menos de você&lt;br /&gt;falta pouco pra me convencer&lt;br /&gt;que sou a pessoa errada&lt;br /&gt;eu não consigo esconder&lt;br /&gt;certo ou errado, eu quero ter você&lt;br /&gt;ei, você sabe que eu não sei jogar&lt;br /&gt;não é meu dom representar&lt;br /&gt;não dá pra disfarçar&lt;br /&gt;eu tento aparentar frieza mas não dá&lt;br /&gt;é como uma represa pronta pra jorrar&lt;br /&gt;querendo iluminar&lt;br /&gt;a estrada, a casa, o quarto onde você está&lt;br /&gt;não da pra ocultar&lt;br /&gt;algo preso quer sair do meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;atravessar montanhas e te alcançar&lt;br /&gt;tocar o seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;te fazer enxergar e se enxergar em mim&lt;br /&gt;em mim&lt;br /&gt;aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #aa77aa;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aqui&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #aa77aa;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ana Carolina&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="28" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dggxPLcS_tc?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-402124101589604924?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/402124101589604924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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I was made for you / I climbed across the mountain tops / swam all across the ocean blue / I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules / but baby I broke them all for you / because even when I was flat broke / you made me feel like a million bucks / yeah you do and I was made for you / you see the smile that's on my mouth / is hiding the words that don't come out / and all of my friends who think that I'm blessed / they don't know my head is a mess / no, they don't know who I really am / and they don't know what I've been through like you do / and I was made for you... / all of these lines across my face / tell you the story of who I am / so many stories of where I've been / and how I got to where I am / but these stories don't mean anything / when you've got no one to tell them to / it's true... 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same mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while I'm turning in my sheets / and once again I cannot sleep / walk out the door and up the street / look at the stars beneath my feet / remember rights that I did wrong / so here I go / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh/ ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh /ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / I'm not calling for a second chance /I'm screaming at the top of my voice / give me reason, but don't give me choice / 'cause I'll just make, the same mistake again / uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / and maybe someday we will face / and maybe talk but not just speak / don't buy the promises 'cause / there are no promises I keep / and my reflection troubles me / so here I go / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / I'm not calling for a second chance / I'm screaming at the top of my voice / give me reason, but don't give me choice / 'cause I'll just make the same mistake / I'm not calling for a second chance / I'm screaming at the top of my voice / give me reason, but don't give me choice / 'cause I'll just make, the same mistake again / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh /ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / so while I'm turning in my sheets / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / and once again I cannot sleep / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / walk out the door and up the street / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / look at the stars / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / look at the stars falling down / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / and I wonder where / ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh / did I go wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-7286426854817679892?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/7286426854817679892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=7286426854817679892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/7286426854817679892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/7286426854817679892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/06/ba-belly-button.html' title='baú #belly button'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-7183242031770037398</id><published>2008-05-20T23:55:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:54:40.843+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #não te conheço...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c9uPzvYoLQo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/c9uPzvYoLQo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" 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;&lt;strong&gt;time bandits - endless road&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;time can only whisper truth, for both of us / all the answers I can't find, I put my trust / in a never ending road that leads to my door / I don't want you to go my love / that's all you'll have to know / and I want you to have my soul / somebody show me the way / and I want you to know, my love / it's an endless road till love finally comes our way, my love / ooooh, my love / it's an endless road till love finally comes our way, my love / now we fought against a wall when love was 'bout to fall / we tried to make it flow, but love wouldn't let us go / crazy us, for all those wasted words / I don't want you to go, my love / that's all you have to know / and I want you to have my soul / somebody show me the way / and I want you to know, my love, / it's an endless road till love finally comes our way, my love / ooooh, my love / it's an endless road till love finally comes our way, my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-7183242031770037398?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/7183242031770037398/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=7183242031770037398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/7183242031770037398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/7183242031770037398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/05/green-eyes-beautiful-smile.html' title='baú #não te conheço...'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-538058690216590145</id><published>2008-05-01T15:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:11:40.230Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><title type='text'>parabéns tigre II</title><content type='html'>dois anos... o walkman branco a pilhas continuará a tocar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-538058690216590145?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/538058690216590145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=538058690216590145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/538058690216590145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/538058690216590145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/05/parabens-tigre-ii.html' title='parabéns tigre II'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27338826.post-2966364970675829815</id><published>2008-04-21T09:48:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:24:41.631+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>baú #vocalises</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eDg3ULBtezI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/eDg3ULBtezI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" 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;&lt;strong&gt;mike oldfield - the bell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27338826-2966364970675829815?l=tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/feeds/2966364970675829815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27338826&amp;postID=2966364970675829815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2966364970675829815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27338826/posts/default/2966364970675829815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigre-de-papel.blogspot.com/2008/04/ba-caf-da-manh.html' title='baú #vocalises'/><author><name>ana tomás</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499764543253931099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
