<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116</id><updated>2011-08-14T07:40:38.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EU NÃO SEI SOBRE O AMANHÃ</title><subtitle type='html'>EU NEM MESMO SEI SOBRE O HOJE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-950384901466706745</id><published>2010-11-16T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T08:00:51.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Gekkou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"A repentina chuva noturna passou, transbordando as estações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Apesar de que  eu nunca irei alcançá-la&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer situação, minha tristeza pode vir  chamando&lt;br /&gt;Calmamente, sem nenhum motivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois que o som da chuva  desapareceu&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio, junto com a solidão, dança através da noite&lt;br /&gt;Em  qualquer situação, sem nenhum motivo&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso perder minha paciência&lt;br /&gt;Para  sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hora final está chegando&lt;br /&gt;Se é um sonho, eu quero que você  simplesmente acorde&lt;br /&gt;A lua está brilhando de novo hoje&lt;br /&gt;Como se estivesse  procurando um filho perdido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As memórias correndo por seu  rosto&lt;br /&gt;Derreteram, e a ironia chega a superfície&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As memórias que  transbordam das profundezas estagnadas dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Nunca soube o  significado de afogar a dor interminável nesse mundo frio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hora final  está chegando&lt;br /&gt;Se é um sonho, eu quero que você simplesmente acorde&lt;br /&gt;A lua  está brilhando de novo hoje&lt;br /&gt;Como se estivesse procurando um filho perdido"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Asian Kung-Fu Generation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-950384901466706745?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/950384901466706745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/gekkou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/950384901466706745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/950384901466706745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/11/gekkou.html' title='*Gekkou'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-2577030016898131540</id><published>2010-06-19T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:22:57.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coil*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ela me disse por que&lt;br /&gt;Ela me contou mentiras&lt;br /&gt;Sempre tomando cuidado com  isso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu disse a ela como&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre estive&lt;br /&gt;Sempre  esperando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Quando eu me mandar daqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Quando eu  lhe deixar para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Descobrirei que os anos nos deixaram para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;E  eu posso, ver você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Correndo entre os campos de dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Sim, eu posso, ver  você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Correndo entre os campos de dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Quando eu me mandar  daqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Quando eu lhe deixar para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Descobrirei que os anos nos deixaram  para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;E eu posso, ver  você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Correndo entre os campos de dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Sim, eu posso, ver você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Correndo  entre os campos de dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Opeth)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-2577030016898131540?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2577030016898131540/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/06/coil.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/2577030016898131540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/2577030016898131540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/06/coil.html' title='Coil*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-757558764847477001</id><published>2010-06-11T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T12:55:33.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger Things Have Happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"Santo Deus, este quarto sujo&lt;br /&gt;Esta tarde nublada&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou respirando  nesse silêncio como jamais antes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este sentimento que eu sinto&lt;br /&gt;Este  último cigarro&lt;br /&gt;Como eu fico acordado e espero por você entrar por aquela  porta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, talvez, talvez, talvez eu possa dividir isso com você&lt;br /&gt;Eu  comporto, eu comporto, eu comporto então eu posso dividir isso com  você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você não está sozinha, querida solidão&lt;br /&gt;Você esqueceu mas eu  lembro disso&lt;br /&gt;Então, estranha, estranha, coisas estranhas têm acontecido, eu  sei&lt;br /&gt;Eu não estou sozinho, querida solidão&lt;br /&gt;Eu esqueci aquilo, mais eu  lembro disso&lt;br /&gt;Então, estranha, estranha, coisas estranhas têm acontecido, eu  sei&lt;br /&gt;Ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sonho com algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;Uma fumaça encherá o ar&lt;br /&gt;Como  eu fico acordado e espero por você entrar por aquela porta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso  mudar, eu posso mudar, eu posso mudar, mas quem você quer que eu seja?&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou  o mesmo, eu sou o mesmo, eu sou o mesmo. ah, você quer que eu seja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você  não está sozinha, querida solidão&lt;br /&gt;Você esqueceu mas eu lembro disso&lt;br /&gt;Então,  estranha, estranha, coisas estranhas tem acontecido, eu sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não estou  sozinho, querida solidão&lt;br /&gt;Eu esqueci aquilo mais eu lembro disso&lt;br /&gt;Você não  está sozinha, querida solidão&lt;br /&gt;Você esqueceu aquilo mais eu lembro  disso&lt;br /&gt;Então, Estranha, Estranha, coisas estranhas tem acontecido, eu  sei&lt;br /&gt;Eu não estou sozinho, querida solidão&lt;br /&gt;Eu esqueci aquilo mais eu lembro  disso&lt;br /&gt;Então estranha, estranha, coisas estranhas tem acontecido, eu  sei&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Foo Fighters)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-757558764847477001?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-8356507275176124085</id><published>2010-06-02T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:34:11.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"Eu nasci com o signo errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Na casa errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Com a ascendência errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu peguei o caminho errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Que me levou a tendências erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu estava no lugar errado na hora errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Pelo motivo errado e a rima errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;No dia errado da semana errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu usei o método errado com a técnica errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Há algo errado comigo quimicamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Algo de errado comigo inerentemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A mistura errada nos genes errados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu alcancei os fins errados pelos meios errados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Era o plano errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Nas mãos erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Com a teoria errada para o homem errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Os olhos errados, no prêmio errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;As questões erradas com as réplicas erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu estava marchando para o tambor errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Com a escória errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Extravasando a energia errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Utilizando todas as linhas erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;E os sinais errados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Com a intensidade errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu estava na página errada do livro errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Com a rendição errada do Gancho errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Com a lua errada, toda noite errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Com a musica errada tocando até que soasse certa yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Longo demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Nasci com o signo errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Na casa errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Com a ascendência errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu peguei o caminho errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;O que levou a tendências erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu estava no lugar errado na hora errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Pelo motivo errado e a rima errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;No dia errado da semana errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu usei o método errado com a técnica errada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Errado"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Depeche Mode)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-8356507275176124085?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8356507275176124085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/06/wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8356507275176124085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8356507275176124085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/06/wrong.html' title='Wrong*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-4477395088919846335</id><published>2010-05-20T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T13:57:53.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Credence*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"Abandonado de novo&lt;br /&gt;Falas comigo através das sombras&lt;br /&gt;Andando em quartos  escuros, usando palavras frias&lt;br /&gt;Capturado pela noite&lt;br /&gt;O desejo escapa de meu  abraço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silhuetas estranhas sussurram teus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Gritam tua  tristeza&lt;br /&gt;E todas deram às costas&lt;br /&gt;Incapazes de resistir a mais desta  morte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crença em minha palavra&lt;br /&gt;Escrita na poeira, gasta pelas  memórias&lt;br /&gt;Eu confesso minha esperança&lt;br /&gt;Reconheço minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu  sorrir plange a verdade&lt;br /&gt;Empurra-me aos cantos&lt;br /&gt;Confirmando o epitáfio de  minha alma&lt;br /&gt;E mostrando o CARMA outrora desconhecido."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Opeth)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-4477395088919846335?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4477395088919846335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/05/credence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4477395088919846335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4477395088919846335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/05/credence.html' title='Credence*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-4914555535115025903</id><published>2010-05-15T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T12:25:46.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Man*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"Esperando, olhando o relógio, são 4 horas, é hora de parar&lt;br /&gt;Diz a ele, "Não  aguento mais", ela pratica o seu discurso&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto ele abre a porta, ela se  vira,&lt;br /&gt;Finge dormir enquanto ele a observa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela mente e diz que está  apaixonada por ele, não pode achar um homem melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Ela sonha em cores, ela  sonha em vermelho, não pode achar um homem melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Não pode achar um homem  melhor&lt;br /&gt;Não pode achar um homem melhor&lt;br /&gt;Ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falando sozinha, "Não  há mais ninguém que precisa saber"; Ela diz a si mesma...&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;Voltam  lembranças de quando ela era corajosa e forte&lt;br /&gt;E esperando pela vinda do  mundo&lt;br /&gt;Ela jura que o conheceu, agora ela jura que ele se foi&lt;br /&gt;Ela mente e  diz que está apaixonada por ele, não pode achar um homem melhor...&lt;br /&gt;Ela sonha  em cores, ela sonha em vermelho, não pode achar um homem melhor...&lt;br /&gt;Ela mente  e diz que ainda o ama, não pode achar um homem melhor...&lt;br /&gt;Ela sonha em cores,  ela sonha em vermelho, não pode achar um homem melhor...&lt;br /&gt;Não pode achar um  homem melhor&lt;br /&gt;Não pode achar um homem melhor&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela o amava,  yeah... ela não queria que ele partisse desse jeito&lt;br /&gt;Ela precisa dele, yeah...  é por isso que ela voltará novamente&lt;br /&gt;Não pode achar um homem melhor&lt;br /&gt;Não  pode achar um homem melhor&lt;br /&gt;Não pode achar um homem melhor&lt;br /&gt;Não pode achar  um homem... melhor..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Pearl Jam)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-4914555535115025903?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4914555535115025903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/05/better-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4914555535115025903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4914555535115025903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/05/better-man.html' title='Better Man*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-1705654280102593498</id><published>2010-04-10T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T07:32:35.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Narcotic*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Você me mantém esperando&lt;br /&gt;Você me mantém sozinho em uma sala cheia de amigos&lt;br /&gt;Você me mantém odiando&lt;br /&gt;Você me mantém ouvindo as curvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem todos os dias sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;Podem fazer isso ir embora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me tem de joelhos&lt;br /&gt;Você me têm indolente e enlouquecido&lt;br /&gt;Você me tem no seu bolso&lt;br /&gt;Você me têm distante e dividido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum narcótico em meu cérebro&lt;br /&gt;Pode fazer isso ir embora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me desculpe por isso, me desculpe por não ser igual você&lt;br /&gt;Eu temo que eu não haja do jeito que você queria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me achou procurando&lt;br /&gt;Você me achou sem sangue, mas inspirado&lt;br /&gt;Você me encontrou fora&lt;br /&gt;Você me achou, fogo alucinante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum narcótico em meu cérebro&lt;br /&gt;Pode fazer isso ir embora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós já estivemos aqui antes?&lt;br /&gt;Correndo sem direção por esses pisos&lt;br /&gt;Me deixe sonhando em um trilho de trem&lt;br /&gt;Me embrulhe e me mande de volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Porcupine Tree)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-1705654280102593498?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1705654280102593498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/04/pure-narcotic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1705654280102593498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1705654280102593498'/><link 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correria&lt;br /&gt;Para resistir ao amanhã que vem depressa&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração desenha seu vulto&lt;br /&gt;Ao olhar para cima&lt;br /&gt;Vi as cores vivas do resplendor&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera ser como o sol&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre está brilhando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria estar abraçado por seu perfume&lt;br /&gt;Só mais um pouco&lt;br /&gt;Mas o ar de fora puxou a minha coleira&lt;br /&gt;E virei as costas&lt;br /&gt;A fumaça branca expelida num suspiro&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me lembrar que voltou a estação fria&lt;br /&gt;E me pergunto por que estou aqui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria ficar contemplando seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Queria estar morando nos seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos passageiros&lt;br /&gt;Queria congelar o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Para ficarmos juntos eternamente&lt;br /&gt;Numa paisagem pintada de cores serenas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria ficar contemplando seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Queria estar morando nos seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos passageiros&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera poder te levar&lt;br /&gt;Para uma estação brilhante das flores&lt;br /&gt;Abertas no céu como flocos de neve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;(&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;L'Arc~en~Ciel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-1128267278267300528?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1128267278267300528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/04/morador-nos-olhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1128267278267300528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1128267278267300528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/04/morador-nos-olhos.html' title='*Morador nos olhos'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-8843922075196752439</id><published>2010-02-22T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T10:22:37.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stirb Nicht Vor Mir*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A noite abre sua capa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;O nome da criança é solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Está gelada e imóvel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu choro suavemente no tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não sei qual é seu nome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Mas eu sei que você existe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sei que qualquer dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Alguém irá me amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ele vem a mim toda noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;não resta palavras a dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Com suas mãos em meu pescoço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;fecho meus olhos e descanço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;eu não sei quem ele é&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;em meus sonhos ele existe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sua paixão é um beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;e eu não posso resistir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu espero aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não morra antes de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu espero aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;não morra antes de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não sei quem é você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu sei que você existe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não morra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Algumas vezes o amor parece estar tão longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu espero aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não posso negar seu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu espero aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Todas as casas sob neve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E pelas janelas vê-se velas acesas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Lá dentro estão em pares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E eu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu espero só por você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu espero aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não morra antes de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu espero aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não morra antes de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não sei quem você é&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu só sei que você existe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não morra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Algumas vezes o amor parece estar tão longe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu espero aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Seu amor eu não consigo rejeitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não morra antes de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Rammstein)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-8843922075196752439?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8843922075196752439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/02/stirb-nicht-vor-mir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"O que acontece no Mundo é que toda a gente que nasce, nasce de alguma maneira poeta. Inventor de qualquer coisa que não havia no Mundo ainda, antes deles nascerem. E inteiramente individual. Cada um poeta que é!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open the book&lt;br /&gt;To the big bang&lt;br /&gt;Of the cosmic groove (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Start to move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Start to move&lt;br /&gt;Start to move&lt;br /&gt;Start to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Did you stop to think today?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you found the way?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Did you stop to feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;What about love?/Love is here to stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see where you're heading?&lt;br /&gt;So take a good look&lt;br /&gt;Revelations are waiting&lt;br /&gt;So open the book&lt;br /&gt;You will see clear as water&lt;br /&gt;What the past has been told&lt;br /&gt;Revelations are waiting&lt;br /&gt;So open the book&lt;br /&gt;Open the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen carefully&lt;br /&gt;Start to move&lt;br /&gt;To the big bang of the cosmic groove&lt;br /&gt;Start a big bang&lt;br /&gt;Start a big bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Did you stop to think today?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you found the way?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Did you stop to feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;What about love?/Love is here to stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelations are waiting&lt;br /&gt;So open the book&lt;br /&gt;So start to move&lt;br /&gt;To the big bang of the cosmic groove (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start a big bang (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Did you stop to think today?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you found the way?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Did you stop to feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;What about love?/Love is here to stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Temos como ideal, que aquele que nasceu poeta disto, daquilo ou de acolotro, não se mostre como poeta no que nasceu criado. Seja ele próprio o poema que vem da sua criatividade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start to Move!&lt;br /&gt;To the big bang of the cosmic groove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start to move, start to move! (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Did you stop to think today?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you found the way?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Did you stop to feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;What about love?/Love is here to stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is here to stay! (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Blasted Mechanism)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-7462946333779597557?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7462946333779597557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/01/start-to-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/7462946333779597557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/7462946333779597557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2010/01/start-to-move.html' title='Start to Move*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-4581032501630967410</id><published>2009-12-07T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:25:11.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Love*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seja minha, em pensamento, sonho, delírio e em ardor realidade do desejo espiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Noite passada, tive um sonho com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Neste sonho eu estava dançando ao seu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E parecia que todos estavam se divertindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Uma sensação que eu esperava a tanto tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Não pare, chegue mais perto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Enquanto dançamos o ritmo fica mais forte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Não há nada de errado ter um pouco, pouco de diversão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nós estávamos dançando a noite inteira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Agora é a hora de pôr meus braços à sua volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sentindo eles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Colocou seus braços juntos também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mas de repente, senti o sol brilhante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Antes de ter percebido, o sonho tinha ido embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ooh, eu não sei o que fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sobre esse sonho e você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Desejo que esse sonho se realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ooh, eu não sei o que fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sobre esse sonho e você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nós faremos esse sonho se tornar realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por que você não participa do jogo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por que você não participa do jogo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Daft Punk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-4581032501630967410?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4581032501630967410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/12/digital-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4581032501630967410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4581032501630967410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/12/digital-love.html' title='Digital Love*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-1119931359634358715</id><published>2009-11-07T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:57:12.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canção</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;A canção é como um vasto campo, Infinito até o horizonte e ainda escondendo os segredos o além,&lt;br /&gt;A visão se perde em formas e cores e a mente em significados e possibilidades &lt;br /&gt;Nossos sentidos, Uns aquietam-se, outros despertam O ouvir torna-se líder, o tato vem ao final da fila, mas sempre alerta &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os segredos florescem,&lt;br /&gt;Vem e vão, crescem, se escondem,&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca vão embora, faz parte do nosso todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A canção é indomável,&lt;br /&gt;Nos faz seres puramente instintivos&lt;br /&gt;E deixa a razão a mercê das sensações mais profundas e complicadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-1119931359634358715?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1119931359634358715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/11/cancao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1119931359634358715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1119931359634358715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/11/cancao.html' title='Canção'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-2705228212778712525</id><published>2009-11-07T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T07:55:59.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evergreen*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Tv0ezuwRpk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Tv0ezuwRpk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deito-me acordado à sombra da janela&lt;br /&gt;Como uma flor&lt;br /&gt;Posta em um copo d’água.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os raios do sol me aquecem&lt;br /&gt;E deixam-me próximo a um sopor,&lt;br /&gt;Sinais de preocupação do verão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu pudesse retornar&lt;br /&gt;Os rudes ponteiros do tempo&lt;br /&gt;Apagaria parte desta dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, a doçura de cada dia&lt;br /&gt;Transborda e transborda&lt;br /&gt;Que eu vejo e vejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este cenário é sempre verde&lt;br /&gt;O sol atravessa estas folhas&lt;br /&gt;E elas mudam de cor&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto você chora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sua beleza&lt;br /&gt;Inocentemente&lt;br /&gt;Clama por esta estação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queríamos ver tudo dissolver e&lt;br /&gt;Delicadamente fluir pelo corpo&lt;br /&gt;Como um remédio, não é?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este cenário é sempre verde&lt;br /&gt;Estas mãos que não&lt;br /&gt;Deviam ser desatadas&lt;br /&gt;São momentaneamente soltas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este cenário é sempre verde&lt;br /&gt;Seu belo rosto abaixa-se&lt;br /&gt;Com os olhos tristes&lt;br /&gt;Tentando secar as lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O fim se aproxima e&lt;br /&gt;E não consigo falar sequer uma palavra&lt;br /&gt;Este cenário é sempre verde&lt;br /&gt;Você é minha amada..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(hyde)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-2705228212778712525?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2705228212778712525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/11/evergreen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/2705228212778712525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/2705228212778712525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/11/evergreen.html' title='Evergreen*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-5137801837712659545</id><published>2009-11-07T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T06:50:38.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gekkou*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"A repentina chuva noturna passou, transbordando as estações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Apesar de que eu nunca irei alcançá-la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Em qualquer situação, minha tristeza pode vir chamando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Calmamente, sem nenhum motivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Depois que o som da chuva desapareceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;O silêncio, junto com a solidão, dança através da noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Em qualquer situação, sem nenhum motivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu posso perder minha paciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A hora final está chegando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Se é um sonho, eu quero que você simplesmente acorde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A lua está brilhando de novo hoje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Como se estivesse procurando um filho perdido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As memórias correndo por seu rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Derreteram, e a ironia chega a superfície&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As memórias que transbordam das profundezas estagnadas dentro de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nunca soube o significado de afogar a dor interminável nesse mundo frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A hora final está chegando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Se é um sonho, eu quero que você simplesmente acorde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A lua está brilhando de novo hoje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Como se estivesse procurando um filho perdido"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Asian Kung-Fu Generation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-5137801837712659545?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5137801837712659545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/11/gekkou.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/5137801837712659545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/5137801837712659545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/11/gekkou.html' title='Gekkou*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-7768628962111436665</id><published>2009-10-10T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:26:13.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angou no Waltz*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Não é que estou entediado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu posso desaparecer algum dia, em breve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mas porque eu fugi tantas vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Não é nada novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As coisas que pentram meu coração e o sujam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;São as memórias que foram preenchidas com velas brancas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E agora estou rindo falsamente para o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Uma arara me convida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E eu me aglomero, na terceira pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Com esses sentimentos e o calor do seu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu indelicadamente satisfaço meus desejos ilimitados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu posso correr através disso, mas não será fácil para mim sorrir agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Não é que você nunca percebeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mesmo agora enquanto eu choro, continuo desejando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Uma arara me convida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E eu me aglomero, na terceira pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Com esses sentimentos e o calor do seu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu indelicadamente satisfaço meus desejos ilimitados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Estou escondendo minhas palavras como se elas estivessem codificadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Meus pensamentos oscilam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Indelicadamente me libertando com esses sentimentos e com o calor de seu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mas eu não tenho a chave para destrancar isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Será que posso te dizer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Parece que não importa se eu te contar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Asian Kung-Fu Generation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-7768628962111436665?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7768628962111436665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/10/angou-no-waltz.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/7768628962111436665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/7768628962111436665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/10/angou-no-waltz.html' title='Angou no Waltz*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-4518062979612613158</id><published>2009-08-09T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T11:05:45.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilgrim*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVofsMf5jcs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVofsMf5jcs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;'In fire, we can see our past and our coming. For, as with us and our time,&lt;br /&gt; these flames are solely born through the complete and utterly consumption&lt;br /&gt; of its surroundings. By which, the fire itself is also condemned to be&lt;br /&gt; destroyed. Demanding, beautiful and very lethal, it lives itself to death...'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The higher I am reaching - the closer to the sun&lt;br /&gt; The more I learn the less I know for sure&lt;br /&gt; For each machine I'm leaving I find a bigger one&lt;br /&gt; For each step I turn wiser than before&lt;br /&gt; But it's burning me...&lt;br /&gt; Pilgrim, where are you going?&lt;br /&gt; Pilgrim, your roads turning bleak&lt;br /&gt; Pilgrim, true to your knowing&lt;br /&gt; But what will you pay for the Grail that you seek?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Though these roads seem endless&lt;br /&gt; And life seems out of reach&lt;br /&gt; The roads I left were better off unwalked&lt;br /&gt; If I had just been stronger&lt;br /&gt; If I had dared to see&lt;br /&gt; Maybe I would not have had to go this far&lt;br /&gt; But still I won't give in...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pilgrim, where are you going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Pilgrim, your roads turning bleak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Pilgrim, This quest is your calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  ...the curtains are falling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Pilgrim, where are you going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  And who sets the price on the answers you seek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Pain Of Salvation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-4518062979612613158?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4518062979612613158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/08/pilgrim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4518062979612613158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4518062979612613158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/08/pilgrim.html' title='Pilgrim*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-1478335438272194055</id><published>2009-08-04T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T05:22:26.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Back*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Volte, volte para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu tenho esperado aqui pacientemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu tenho andado em uma fina linha branca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Entre amor e ódio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu poderia ter um pouco de companhia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Um pouco de generosidade para ir adiante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Semanas viram meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Meses viram anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Chegando às mesmas conclusões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Recolhendo o medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Volte, volte para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu tenho esperado aqui pacientemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu tenho andado em uma fina linha branca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Entre amor e ódio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu poderia ter um pouco de companhia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Um pouco de generosidade para ir além&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Semanas viram meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Meses viram anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Chegando às mesmas conclusões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Recolhendo o medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Volte, volte para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu tenho esperado aqui pacientemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Volte, volte para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Depeche Mode)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-1478335438272194055?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1478335438272194055/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-back.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1478335438272194055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1478335438272194055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-back.html' title='Come Back*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-5784040278451670847</id><published>2009-06-07T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:51:58.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me Back*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There's no point in doin' what I've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Lives are goddamned ruined like the runts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Take me back to the weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Bend the tracks wish forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Take me back for I go down there no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Chew us up and spit us out again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Wavin' bye and getting high on trends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Take me back to the weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Bend the tracks and wish forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Take me back for I go down there no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Well the road is long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; But I know I can survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Been away so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Anyway I saw what I could find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;(The Vines)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-5784040278451670847?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5784040278451670847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-me-back.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/5784040278451670847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/5784040278451670847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-me-back.html' title='Take Me Back*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-603521358188455475</id><published>2009-06-07T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:40:47.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Immortality*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abandonar é a palavra, vingança não tem lugar tão perto dela&lt;br /&gt;Não posso achar conforto neste mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lágrima artificial,&lt;br /&gt;vaso apunhalado, os próximos, voluntários&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerável, sabedoria não pode aderir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ocioso acha um lar&lt;br /&gt;e um sonho para se apegar&lt;br /&gt;Mas há uma armadilha no sol,&lt;br /&gt;imortalidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão privilegiado quanto uma prostituta,&lt;br /&gt;vítimas em demanda para o espetáculo público&lt;br /&gt;Varrido para fora pelas frestas em baixo da porta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais santo que tu, como?&lt;br /&gt;Rendido, executado, de qualquer maneira&lt;br /&gt;Rabisco dissolvido, caixa de cigarros no chão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ocioso acha lar&lt;br /&gt;e um sonho para se apegar também&lt;br /&gt;Mas há uma armadilha no sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não posso parar o pensamento,&lt;br /&gt;de correndo na escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Surgindo uma seta de direção&lt;br /&gt;Todos os ociosos bons têm que decidir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despojado e vendido, mãe,&lt;br /&gt;antebraço leiloado&lt;br /&gt;E pelos de barba na pia&lt;br /&gt;Ociosos mudam,&lt;br /&gt;não conseguem parar por muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;Alguns apenas morrem para viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Pearl Jam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for a friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-603521358188455475?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/603521358188455475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/immortality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/603521358188455475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/603521358188455475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/immortality.html' title='Immortality*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-4901187254985597808</id><published>2009-06-07T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:33:19.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu queria ser uma bomba de nêutron, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; por uma vez eu poderia falhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser um sacrifício,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; mas se de alguma maneira ainda vivesse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser um enfeite sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; que você carrega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Na árvore de Natal, Eu queria ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; a estrela que fica em cima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser a evidência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser o chão para 50 milhões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; de mãos erguidas e que se abrem para o céu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser um marinheiro com alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; que esperasse por mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser como um afortunado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; tão afortunado quanto eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser um mensageiro e que todas as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; notícias fossem boas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser a lua cheia brilha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; na capota de um Camaro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser um alienígena em casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; atrás do sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser o souvenir sobre o qual você guarda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; a chave da casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser o pedal do freio do qual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; você dependesse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser o verbo "confiar" e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; nunca te decepcionar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria ser uma canção de rádio, a única&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Que você sintonizou....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu queria, eu queria, eu queria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; eu queria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Pearl Jam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-4901187254985597808?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4901187254985597808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4901187254985597808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4901187254985597808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-8565286456071220836</id><published>2009-06-07T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:13:03.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange in Moscow*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu estive destraído na chuva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Máscara da vida, sentimento insano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Queda súbita e repentina da graça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Dias ensolarados paracem distantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; A sombra do Kremilin inferiorizando-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; O túmulo de Stalin não me deixa ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Dentro e dentro e dentro isto chega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Quero que a chuva apenas deixe-me ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Como se sente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Quando você é sozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E frio por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Aqui abandonado na minha fama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Armagedom da mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; A KGB esteve interrogando-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Pegue meu nome e me deixe apenas estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Quando um garoto mendigo chamou meu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Dias alegres amenizarão a dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Dentro e dentro e dentro isto chega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Na chuva, e denovo, e denovo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Pegue meu nome e me deixe apenas estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Como se sente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Como se sente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Como se sente agora)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Quando você é sozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E frio por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Como se sente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Como se sente agora)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como se sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Quando você é sozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E frio por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como um estranho em Moscou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Senhor tenha misericórdia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como um estranho em Moscou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Senhor tenha misericórdia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Estamos conversando sob perigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Estamos conversando sob perigo garota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como um estranho em Moscou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Estamos conversando sob perigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Estamos conversando sob perigo garota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como um estranho em Moscou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu estou vivendo solitário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu estou vivendo solitário, garota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Um estranho em Moscou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Interrogatório da KGB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Por que você veio do Leste? Confesse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Para roubar as grandes realizações dos povos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; as realizações dos trabalhadores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Michael Jackson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-8565286456071220836?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8565286456071220836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/strange-in-moscow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8565286456071220836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8565286456071220836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/strange-in-moscow.html' title='Strange in Moscow*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-4856274443059289099</id><published>2009-06-06T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T05:28:01.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You There*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o-KmdWqtdp8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;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/o-KmdWqtdp8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&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="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está aí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; É maravilhoso saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Todos os fantasmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Todos os fantasmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Alucinado em meu egoísmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Minha consciência está feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Preciso aprender a deixar pra lá... eu sei que você não faria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Qualquer mal pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Mas desde que você se foi estou perdido por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Tentei e falhei enquanto andávamos pela margem do rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E eu queria que você pudesse ter visto o amor nos olhos dela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; A melhor amiga que te iludiu está perdida no tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Queimada viva no calor de uma mente aflita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Mas o que eu posso dizer agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; As coisas não poderiam estar mais erradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Porque não tem ninguém lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Totalmente perdido e sem carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Nós perdemos todo o amor que poderíamos ter repartido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E isto está me deixando esgotado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E me faz andar em círculos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E eu não consigo achar um caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Agora pra descobrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Onde você está quando eu preciso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Você está aí? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Anathema)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-4856274443059289099?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4856274443059289099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-there.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4856274443059289099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4856274443059289099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-there.html' title='Are You There*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-8177399349927824255</id><published>2009-05-30T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:03:46.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7GtI124E_A4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&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/7GtI124E_A4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Vamos, tente procurar o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Para além de uma espessa floresta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (O verdadeiro amor, minha querida, não está à venda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Mesmo tendo ficado o tempo inteiro concentrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Eu não consegui encontrar, mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (O verdadeiro amor, minha querida, é difícil encontrar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Ouça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Mesmo que o mundo inteiro fique sujo de erros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Eu nunca irei soltar sua mão, por isso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Você pode acreditar só nisso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Finalmente você estendeu sua mão e eu agarrei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Fiquei feliz e nos abraçamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (A verdadeira fé, minha querida, é falsa demais)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Isso é muito fútil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Logo murchou e apodreceu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (A verdadeira fé, minha querida, é só um sonho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; No dia em que o mundo inteiro conseguir reencontrar a felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Se eu puder te encontrar, as tristezas não poderão acabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Embora não as tenha mostrado e as apagado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Onde pode estar... no meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Ouça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Mesmo que o mundo inteiro fique sujo de erros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Eu nunca irei soltar sua mão, por isso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Por mais que achem que até mesmo esse desejo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Seja uma mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Eu sou coberto de brilho que vai a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Você pode acreditar só nisso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(L'Ar~en~Ciel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-8177399349927824255?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8177399349927824255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dear.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8177399349927824255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8177399349927824255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dear.html' title='My Dear*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-717653183775011247</id><published>2009-05-01T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:58:54.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palhacinho*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Quando eu te vi chorar por mim, amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Não pude acreditar, que teu sorriso deu lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pra essa tristeza entrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;E o que dizer meu bem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Se ao te olhar dentro dos olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Não te via mais tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Foi tão bonito aquele carnaval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;O olhar que sob a máscara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Parecia surreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;E eu sozinho ali de palhacinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tentava te beijar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Falando coisas com carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Quando eu te vi chorar por mim, amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Quase morro de rir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Não pude acreditar que teu chorar era por mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;E o que dizer meu bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Que ao te olhar dentro dos olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Não te via mais tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lisbela)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-717653183775011247?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/717653183775011247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/05/palhacinho.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/717653183775011247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/717653183775011247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/05/palhacinho.html' title='Palhacinho*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-6609619430639007635</id><published>2009-03-10T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T04:12:58.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talvez Seja da Idade*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;É, e é chegada a  hora daqueles momentos que não podemos e nem queremos evitar. Momentos em que abrimos a porta de casa e rumamos em direção ao mundo, saindo do aconchego e mordomia caseira. E é chegada a hora em que devemos lutar nossas próprias lutas, as quais não temos direito a ajuda. Serão nossos punhos, como coragem, nossas pernas como força de vontade e nosso coração como nossos sonhos e desejos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;É chegada a hora de crescer e crescer e crescer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Depois da primeira vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pensei que nada seria igual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Confuso como era antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Minha vida se desfez,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu então achei que era normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Um pensamento tão distante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E eu nem queria te falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Que ontem à noite eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Descobri que eu não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sei o que é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Amar alguém, que gosta de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finjir que estou bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Que eu sempre fui assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mas que direitos que eu tenho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E dizer que estou mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Se o vizinho tá doente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tá morrendo no hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Simplesmente me perdoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sei que às vezes ri à toa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E na maior parte do tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu tenho sido egocêntrico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E ruim..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Lisbela)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-6609619430639007635?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6609619430639007635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/03/talvez-seja-da-idade.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/6609619430639007635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/6609619430639007635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/03/talvez-seja-da-idade.html' title='Talvez Seja da Idade*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-7873932192503681982</id><published>2009-03-02T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:25:08.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Eleven: Love*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"[Eu] Lá estava eu, nervoso e tímido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Pasmo com a beleza quando encaro seus olhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu criei coragem e fui em direção à ela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Pensando o que fazer...o que dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; [Amor] O coração dela canta enquanto vê você se aproximando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; A música diminui, a multidão desaparece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Ela lamenta em silêncio quando você passa por ela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E ela se pergunta por que...ah por que&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ayreon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-7873932192503681982?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7873932192503681982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-eleven-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/7873932192503681982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/7873932192503681982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-eleven-love.html' title='Day Eleven: Love*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-1267659113126930076</id><published>2009-02-28T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T06:41:40.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seishun Kyosokyoku*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Dizíamos palavras tão secas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Apesar de que, tudo o que queríamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Era compartilhar simples sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; O agradável vento que sopra através do hoje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Está abandonando as ruínas do ontem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E agora, sorrindo posso viver ao seu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Entretanto, aquele incidente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; ainda lhe atormenta, não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E este é o motivo disto ser um adeus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Assim, tentaremos culpar um ao outro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Até que nada mais nos reste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Para então percebermos que aquilo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; era tudo o que tínhamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; A tristeza fluirá por nossos rostos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Formando um rio de lágrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E hesitantes sentimentos se tornarão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; fortes desejos que se dissolvirão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Irritação e um pouco de solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Exatamente o quê isto é para nós?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Não estamos no meio de um drama, você sabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; "Ei, como é isto?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Aquela voz... mesmo se nos virarmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Não há ninguém, certo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E este é o motivo pelo qual gritaremos tanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Mas mesmo assim, nossas vozes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; não alcançarão ninguém, não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E este é o motivo disto ser um adeus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E então novamente o tempo irá passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E eu terei somente isto em comum com você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Para então percebermos que aquilo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; era tudo o que tínhamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; A tristeza fluirá por nossos rostos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Tornando-se apenas uma canção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E hesitantes sentimentos se tornarão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; fortes desejos que se dissolvirão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Que se dissolvirão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; O agradável vento que sopra através do hoje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Está abandonando as ruínas do ontem, Oh yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E então novamente o tempo irá passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E eu terei somente isto em comum com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E então você perceberá que aquilo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; era tudo o que tínhamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; A tristeza fluirá por nossos rostos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Formando um rio de lágrimas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E então nos tornaremos um pálido oceano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; que se dissolvirá.Que se dissolvirá..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Que se dissolvirá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Em breve perceberemos que aquilo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; era tudo o que tínhamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Em breve nos lembraremos da tristeza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; fluindo por nossos rostos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Em breve iremos... Em breve iremos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Em breve dissolviremos junto com tudo de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Dissolveremos juntos... &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Sambomaster)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-1267659113126930076?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1267659113126930076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/seishun-kyosokyoku.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1267659113126930076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1267659113126930076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/seishun-kyosokyoku.html' title='Seishun Kyosokyoku*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-5816362385460238426</id><published>2009-02-22T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T05:09:15.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream of Mirrors*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Acho que ja ouvi a sua voz antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Acho que eu ja disse essas palavras antes antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Algo me faz sentir que eu perdi minha mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu ainda estou dentro do meu sonho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Isso é uma nova realidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Algo me faz sentir que eu perdi minha mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Todas minhas esperanças e expectativas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Procurando uma explanação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Chegando a compreensão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Que eu não posso ver ao certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu só sonho em preto e branco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu sonho porque estou vivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu só sonho em preto e branco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Para salvar-me de mim mesmo"&lt;br /&gt;(Iron Maiden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-5816362385460238426?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5816362385460238426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream-of-mirrors.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/5816362385460238426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/5816362385460238426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream-of-mirrors.html' title='Dream of Mirrors*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-4610925701221658148</id><published>2009-02-21T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T05:32:02.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drapery Falls*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Confundido por inocência sutil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Corre uma espessa maré abaixo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Introduzida em covas internas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Unhas sangrando pela luta"&lt;br /&gt;(Opeth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-4610925701221658148?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4610925701221658148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/drapery-falls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4610925701221658148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/4610925701221658148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/drapery-falls.html' title='The Drapery Falls*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-612187243566165915</id><published>2009-02-19T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:12:44.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME SLIP*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Quanto tempo mais não poderei sorri com você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Não é só a distância que nos mantém separados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu fingi não notar, mas eu vi quando você fingiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Que tinha me esquecido"&lt;br /&gt;(L'Arc~en~Ciel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por vezes nos deparamos com situações que não sabemos que medidas tomar. Temos medo dos resultados, mesmo nos incomodando o presente. Será muito? Pouco? Além? Rude? Desnecessário? Besteira? Mas... um suspiro, um desvaneio e tudo se esvai para uma próxima oportunidade, renascer e talvez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-612187243566165915?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/612187243566165915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-slip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/612187243566165915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/612187243566165915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-slip.html' title='TIME SLIP*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-7908364170771163818</id><published>2009-02-18T17:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:28:05.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a silent letter*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Meu querido amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Cruzarei até mesmo os mais distantes oceanos com estes meus braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E nunca temerei os dias tempestuosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Você está sentido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Entre a ascenção e a quebra das ondas, olhando para o céu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; O redemoinho de estrelas é bonito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Como quando eu era uma criança e poderia me perder... despedidas são..."&lt;br /&gt;(L'Arc~en~ciel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-7908364170771163818?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7908364170771163818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/silent-letter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/7908364170771163818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/7908364170771163818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/silent-letter.html' title='a silent letter*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-6650550282278053889</id><published>2009-02-18T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:26:02.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shine*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Eu quero brilhar em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E sempre como aquele sol deslumbrante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Irei te defender de toda a escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Essa é a verdade que vem do meu coração"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(L'Arc~en~Ciel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Feliz niver de namoro, mozinho linda amor da minha vida! Razão do meu viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiba que és muito especial para mim. Meu tesouro. Minha dádiva. Fonte de minhas alegrias e tristezas. Ser que me completa de todas as formas. Amo muito você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz 4 anos e 5 meses de namoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo no coração&lt;br /&gt;E.V.V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-6650550282278053889?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6650550282278053889/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/shine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/6650550282278053889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/6650550282278053889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/shine.html' title='Shine*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-5198056836344980240</id><published>2009-02-14T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:09:39.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus dedos doem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"Uh! Ela foi atirada ao mar&lt;br /&gt;Numa tormenta de desvaneios&lt;br /&gt;Uh! Ele foi ao deserto andar&lt;br /&gt;Bebendo água dos seus próprios desejos"&lt;br /&gt;(Kleverson SC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se todo dia eu conseguir fazer quatro linhas assim, acho que finalizo logo essa música. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-5198056836344980240?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5198056836344980240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/meus-dedos-doem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/5198056836344980240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/5198056836344980240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/meus-dedos-doem.html' title='Meus dedos doem...'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-8523891487210252856</id><published>2009-02-13T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:02:49.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Violão</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Quem sabe o que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe o que ocorreu&lt;br /&gt;Me diga de verdade&lt;br /&gt;Me diga a verdade"&lt;br /&gt;(Kleverson SC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentando compor algo.... será que sai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-8523891487210252856?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8523891487210252856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/violao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8523891487210252856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8523891487210252856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/violao.html' title='Violão'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-1213018923843435402</id><published>2009-02-12T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:35:27.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I See*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"I've been waiting for so long just to tell you I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Gonna find this love we had gonna try to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I've been waiting for so long just to tell you I'm the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Don't change your mind this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Would I find you here....."&lt;br /&gt;(The Magic Numbers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... mas para isso, por favor, desfrute do melhor que eu lhe ofereço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-1213018923843435402?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1213018923843435402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-i-see.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1213018923843435402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/1213018923843435402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-i-see.html' title='All I See*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-3519248253454202888</id><published>2009-02-12T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:35:54.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of You*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;I'&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ve got another confession to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm your fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Everyone's got their chains to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Holding you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Were you born to resist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Or be abused?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?"&lt;br /&gt;(Foo Fighters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu também quero o melhor de você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-3519248253454202888?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3519248253454202888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/3519248253454202888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/3519248253454202888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-of-you.html' title='Best of You*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-2188436671155992115</id><published>2009-02-12T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:57:35.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Um bom dia. ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É interessante quando algumas coisas começam a simplesmente acontecer. Coisas que há tanto tempo você imaginava, queria, lutava. Às vezes me passa pela cabeça o sentimento de, todo o esforço praticado, ter sido em vão por conta da naturalidade com que certas coisas, fatos, comportamentos acontecem, afloram etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega a despertar desconfiança, pois antes não era assim e agora passou a ser. Será verdadeiro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o Tempo (Senhor de tudo e de todos)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;os eixos começam a engrenar novamente e tudo não passa mais do que a realidade atual. E daí surgem outros "causos" daqui e dalí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, a Roda gira e vamos seguindo no embalo das badalas do Relógio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer o quê? Aproveitar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-2188436671155992115?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2188436671155992115/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-interessante-quando-algumas-coisas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/2188436671155992115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/2188436671155992115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-interessante-quando-algumas-coisas.html' title='Um bom dia. ^^'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-2417358415518668819</id><published>2009-02-10T18:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:53:43.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1601 dias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E o que fazer quando já não basta mais um relacionamento tão simples?&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer quando estar perto se torna uma necessidade quase que vital?&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer quando o tempo junto se torna insuficiente e queremos aumentar?&lt;br /&gt;E o que fazer se mesmo quando se há anos de relacionamento e seus parentes&lt;br /&gt;parecem ainda não levar a sério? Muito menos respeitar como deveria e como já&lt;br /&gt;deveria ser de tal forma, uma conquista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual o próximo passo? Deverá ser tomado? A qual tempo?&lt;br /&gt;Quais as consequencias? Temos possibilidades reais? Apenas um sonho?&lt;br /&gt;Desejo incontrolável passível de falhas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando a revolta começa a fazer parte de tudo isso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-2417358415518668819?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2417358415518668819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/1601-dias.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/2417358415518668819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/2417358415518668819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/1601-dias.html' title='1601 dias'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-6001608681688290121</id><published>2009-02-09T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:07:14.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apesar dos pesares, ainda há o que fazer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Twd7BN0V68s&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&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/Twd7BN0V68s&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&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="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;Man In The Mirror &lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: verdana;" id="sz"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" id="cmp"&gt;Composição: Siedah Garrett And Glen Ballard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm gonna make a change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for once in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; It's gonna feel real good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; gonna make a diference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Gonna make it right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; As I, turn up the collar on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; my favorite winter coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This wind is blowing my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I see the kids in the streets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; with not enought to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Who am I to be blind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Pretending not to see their needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; A summer disregard, a broken bottle top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And a one man soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; They follow each other on the wind ya' know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 'Cause they got nowhere to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; That's why I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm asking him to change his ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And no message could have been any clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; If you wanna make the world a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Take a look at yourself, and then make a change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Na na na, na na na, na na, na nah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I've been a victim of a selfish kind of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; It's time that I realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; That there are some with no home, not a nickel to loan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Could it be really me, pretending that they're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; A willow deeply scarred, somebody's broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And a washed-out dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Washed-out dream)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; They follow the pattern of the wind ya' see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 'Cause they got no place to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; That's why I'm starting with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm starting with the man in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Ooh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I'm asking him to change his ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Ooh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And no message could have been any clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; If you wanna make the world a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Take a look at yourself, and then make a change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-6001608681688290121?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6001608681688290121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/ainda-pode-ser-feito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/6001608681688290121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/6001608681688290121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/ainda-pode-ser-feito.html' title='Apesar dos pesares, ainda há o que fazer'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-819253790495130314</id><published>2009-02-09T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:40:20.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the rain, in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Is it right or is it wrong&lt;br /&gt;and is it here that I belong"&lt;br /&gt;(Cowboy Bebop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegará o dia em que sairemos de casa.&lt;br /&gt;Chegará o dia em que seremos donos do nosso Eu&lt;br /&gt;E assim chegará o dia de tocarmos nossas vidas de forma independente&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda sim não será livremente&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda sim não será com o total apoio de nosso lar&lt;br /&gt;Pois eles apenas nos verão partir, mesmo que para perto&lt;br /&gt;E não nos compreenderão, apenas aceitarão&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser o bastante, mas não é a melhor&lt;br /&gt;E nos falam tanto de egoísmo&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo dentro de casa&lt;br /&gt;E essa lição não é aprendida por quem mais precisa&lt;br /&gt;Certo o ditado que um dia ouvi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aqueles que mais ensinam algo são os que mais precisam aprender sobre tal assunto"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pena pois, minhas esperanças quanto a mudanças se foram com a história de nossa espécie.&lt;br /&gt;Não creio mais. Se ocorrer, bom. Muito bom! Entretanto será apenas isso, mais absolutamente nada. E guardo a lição que aprendi hoje durante o treinamento para o cargo de assistente administrativo: "O remédio de um doido é somento outro doido."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-819253790495130314?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/819253790495130314/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/rain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/819253790495130314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/819253790495130314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/rain.html' title='Rain*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-8971115804657708715</id><published>2009-02-07T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:39:47.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ira</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Feche bem os punhos, até que suas unhas perfurem a palma de suas mãos. Use da sua força, como se estive esmagando a si próprio e então respire tão fundo e tão rápido até sentir-se tonto... recupere-se. Repita quantas vezes for necessário. Se puder, grite p máximo que puder. Isso aliviará mais rapidamente sua ira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-8971115804657708715?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8971115804657708715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/ira.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8971115804657708715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/8971115804657708715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/ira.html' title='Ira'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-6015792869702567193</id><published>2009-02-07T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:39:29.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"I know someday you'll have a beautiful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I know you'll be a star..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Pearl Jam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Música, nostalgia, cansaço e sono. Um mistura que há tempos eu não experimento. Um mistura que há tempos não eu não sinto e que sentia falta. É bom. Está sendo bom. Mas por quanto tempo ou que consequencias isso pode trazer? Isso eu ainda não sei. Enquanto isso, vou escutando algumas músicas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-6015792869702567193?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6015792869702567193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/black.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/6015792869702567193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/6015792869702567193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/black.html' title='Black*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1210447324525280116.post-3028555120723036831</id><published>2009-02-06T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:21:20.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheels on Fire*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Wheels on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Why don't you tell me lies, you want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Wheels on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Why don't you say goodbye?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(The Magic Numbers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Um longo dia. Uma longa semana. Longas horas. Longos minutos. Longos segundos. E tudo está transformando-se em uma velocidade que eu ainda mal posso acompanhar, mas ainda sim tento distinguir. Mas mesmo assim, longas são as horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Um cansaço diferente me atinge e me pega de surpresa. Me faz sentir o que eu não esperava e nem mesmo suspeitava. Não sei o que pode ser, mas ainda é algo a ser analisado. Nem tenho como classificá-lo. É algo novo, sem dúvida. Mas o que? Bom? Ruim? Duradouro? Passageiro? Ainda não sei responder, mas continuo tentando. E preciso fazer isso sozinho. As consequencias de dividir tais desvaneios são incalculáveis, devido ao fato do desconhecido ainda dominar totalmente essas formas inexistentes e tão... quentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gosto de pensar que há algo novo, mas como tal, trás medo e insegurança. Mas sinto que agirei de forma diferente, pois sei o como devo ao menos começar. Só não sei o que posso encontrar e as consequencias desse contato imediato de 1º grau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1210447324525280116-3028555120723036831?l=depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3028555120723036831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/wheels-on-fire.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/3028555120723036831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1210447324525280116/posts/default/3028555120723036831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://depoisquemsabe.blogspot.com/2009/02/wheels-on-fire.html' title='Wheels on Fire*'/><author><name>KSC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08470006354440991746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9AfxOPGtqF4/SZ3ZyIUNibI/AAAAAAAAABk/trdwr1ZTQ1c/S220/Melancolia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
