tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23863808024324036652011-04-21T14:29:41.375-07:00Belanoreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2386380802432403665.post-67584460777712215582009-05-07T05:22:00.000-07:002009-05-07T05:25:23.945-07:00<center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qosgQOw6qQ&hl=pt-br&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qosgQOw6qQ&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center><br /><br />Home<br />(Michael Bublé)<br /><br />Another summer day<br />Is come and gone away<br />In Paris and Rome<br />But I wanna go home<br /><br />Maybe surronded by<br />A million people I<br />Still feel all alone<br />I just wanna go home<br />I miss you, you know<br /><br />And I've been keeping all the letters I wrote to you<br />Each one a line or two<br />"I'm fine baby, how are you?"<br />Well I would send them but I know that it1s just not enough<br />My words were cold and flat<br />And you deserve more than that<br /><br />Another aeroplane<br />Another sunny place<br />I'm lucky I know<br />But I wanna go home<br />I've got to go home<br /><br />Let me go home<br />I'm just too far<br />From where you are<br />I wanna come home<br /><br />And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life<br />It's like I just stepped outside<br />When everything was going right<br />And I know just why you could not<br />Come along with me<br />But this was not your dream<br />But you always believed in me<br /><br />Another winter day has come<br />and gone away<br />And in PAris and Rome<br />And I wanna go home<br />Let me go home<br /><br />And I'm surrounded by<br />A million people I<br />Still feel alone<br />Let me go home<br />I miss you, you know<br /><br />Let me go home<br />I've had my run<br />Baby, I'm done<br />I gotta go home<br /><br />Let me go home<br />It all will be alright<br />I'll be home tonight<br />I'm coming back home<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2386380802432403665-6758446077771221558?l=cantodaborboleta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Belanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2386380802432403665.post-12544392583754078482009-04-30T07:52:00.000-07:002009-04-30T07:53:51.500-07:00<center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/toJlorSF2R0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/toJlorSF2R0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center><br /><br />Groovy Kind of Love<br />(Phil Collins)<br /><br />When I'm feeling blue,<br />all I have to do<br />Is take a look at you,<br />then I'm not so blue<br />When you're close to me,<br />I can feel your heart beat<br />I can hear you breathing near my ear<br />Wouldn't you agree,<br />baby you and me<br />got a groovy kind of love<br /><br />Anytime you want to<br />you can turn me onto<br />Anything you want to,<br />anytime at all<br />When I kiss your lips,<br />ooh I start to shiver<br />Can't control the quivering inside<br />Wouldn't you agree,<br />baby you and me<br />got a groovy kind of love<br /><br />When I'm feeling blue,<br />all I have to do<br />Is take a look at you,<br />then I'm not so blue<br />When I'm in your arms,<br />nothing seems to matter<br />My whole world could shatter,<br />I don't care<br />Wouldn't you agree,<br />baby you and me<br />got a groovy kind of love<br />We got a groovy kind of love<br />We got a groovy kind of love, oh<br />We got a groovy kind of love<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Sei lá o motivo...essa música não me lembra nada ou ninguém, mas sempre...sempre me faz chorar.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Não existe mais linda!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2386380802432403665-1254439258375407848?l=cantodaborboleta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Belanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2386380802432403665.post-74929534238353359632009-04-21T04:34:00.000-07:002009-04-21T04:50:04.307-07:00<center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/__bihwnurTI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/__bihwnurTI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center><br /><br /><br />Dom Quixote<br />Engenheiros do Hawaii<br /><br />Muito prazer, meu nome é otário<br />Vindo de outros tempos mas sempre no horário<br />peixe fora d'água, borboletas no aquário<br />Muito prazer, meu nome é otário<br />na ponta dos cascos e fora do páreo<br />puro sangue, puxando carroça<br /><br />Um prazer cada vez mais raro<br />aerodinâmica num tanque de guerra,<br />vaidades que a terra um dia há de comer.<br />"Ás" de Espadas fora do baralho<br />grandes negócios, pequeno empresário.<br />Muito prazer me chamam de otário<br />por amor às causas perdidas.<br /><br />Tudo bem, até pode ser<br />que os dragões sejam moinhos de vento<br />Tudo bem, seja o que for<br />seja por amor às causas perdidas<br />Por amor às causas perdidas<br /><br />Tudo bem, até pode ser<br />Que os dragões sejam moinhos de vento<br />muito prazer, ao seu dispor<br />Se for por amor às causas perdidas<br />por amor às causas perdidas.<br /><br /><a href="http://cienciahoje.uol.com.br/942">Clique aqui</a> para conhecer um pouco do "Cavaleiro da Triste Figura".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2386380802432403665-7492953423835335963?l=cantodaborboleta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Belanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2386380802432403665.post-58756681141710978242009-04-04T17:37:00.000-07:002009-04-04T17:43:40.862-07:00<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Earth Song</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">(Michael Jackson)</span><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><center><object style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/84xI4AIxUjs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/84xI4AIxUjs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><br />What about sunrise<br />What about rain<br />What about all the things<br />That you said we were to gain...<br />What about killing fields<br />Is there a time<br />What about all the things<br />That you said was yours and mine...<br />Did you ever stop to notice<br />All the blood we've shed before<br />Did you ever stop this notice<br />This crying Earth this we make sure?<br /><br />Aaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaah<br /><br />What have we done to the world<br />Look what we've done<br />What about all the peace<br />That you pledge your only son...<br />What about flowering fields<br />Is there a time<br />What about all the dreams<br />That you said was yours and mine...<br />Did you ever stop to notice<br />All the children dead from war<br />Did you ever stop to notice<br />This crying Earth this we make sure?<br /><br />Aaaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaaah<br /><br />I used to dream<br />I used to glance beyond the stars<br />Now I don't know where we are<br />Although I know we've drifted far<br /><br />Aaaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaaaah<br />Aaaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaaaah<br /><br />Hey, what about yesterday<br />(What about us)<br />What about the seas<br />(What about us)<br />The heavens are falling down<br />(What about us)<br />I can't even breathe<br />(What about us)<br />What about everything<br />(What about us)<br />I have given you<br />(What about us)<br />What about nature's worth<br />(ooo,ooo)<br />It's our planet's womb<br />(What about us)<br />What about animals<br />(What about it)<br />We've turned kingdoms to dust<br />(What about us)<br />What about elephants<br />(What about us)<br />Have we lost their trust<br />(What about us)<br />What about crying whales<br />(What about us)<br />We're ravaging the seas<br />(What about us)<br />What about forest trails<br />(ooo, ooo)<br />Burnt despite our pleas<br />(What about us)<br />What about the holy land<br />(What about it)<br />Torn apart by creed<br />(What about us)<br />What about the common man<br />(What about us)<br />Can't we set him free<br />(What about us)<br />What about children dying<br />(What about us)<br />Can't you hear them cry<br />(What about us)<br />Where do we go wrong<br />(ooo, ooo)<br />Someone tell me why<br />(What about us)<br />What about baby boy<br />(What about it)<br />What about the days<br />(What about us)<br />What about all their joy<br />(What about us)<br />What about the men<br />(What about us)<br />What about the crying man<br />(What about us)<br />What about Abraham<br />(What was us)<br />What about death again<br />(ooo, ooo)<br />Do we give a damn<br /><br />Aaaaaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaaaaah</span><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2386380802432403665-5875668114171097824?l=cantodaborboleta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Belanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2386380802432403665.post-30923572535910686422009-03-22T21:33:00.000-07:002009-03-22T21:45:23.489-07:00<center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ojJ7GyMYF4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ojJ7GyMYF4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" vspace='120'width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sonhando O Futuro<br />(Cláudio Venturini / lô Borges)<br /></div><br />Eu vim pelo som, eu vim pelo ar<br />E mergulhei até encontrar você<br />Sonhando o futuro<br />Eu vim pra te ver, pra te acompanhar<br />Mudar a direção do nosso amor<br />E acender tudo<br /><br />Podemos misturar sons, fazendo as canções<br />Eu nunca imaginei a gente assim, tanto amor<br />Amor para sempre, amar é o que vale<br />Só não quero mais duvidar de nós<br />Nem viver só<br /><br />Você tem o dom de me transportar<br />Me leva pra bem longe, amor<br />Me faz qualquer absurdo<br />Da vida real nem quero saber mais<br />Eu mergulhei no fundo com você<br />Dei voltas no mundo<br /><br />Agora vamos nós dois<br />Ou multiplicar três<br />Eu nunca imaginei a gente assim, tanto amor<br />Amor para sempre, amar é o que vale<br />Só não podemos duvidar de nós<br />Nem vivermos sós<br /><br />A nossa estrela vai brilhar<br />Na correnteza te encontrar<br />E navegar na imensidão<br />Me leva pra onde você for<br />Faça de mim um sonhador<br />E estaremos sempre juntos<br /><br />No som, minha estrela guia<br />No céu, nosso dia-a-dia<br />O amor acendendo tudo<br />Canção pra trazer você pra perto de mim<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2386380802432403665-3092357253591068642?l=cantodaborboleta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Belanoreply@blogger.com0