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Acaju</category><category>Reggae</category><category>Dejavu</category><category>Gabriel</category><category>Indefinido</category><category>Joss Stone</category><title>Trecho do Dia</title><description /><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/trecho" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="trecho" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-6009667213038005181</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jun 2010 05:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-16T02:17:05.252-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pop Rock</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jota Quest</category><title>Telefone - Jota Quest</title><description>a obrigação da sua voz é estar aqui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-6009667213038005181?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2010/06/telefone-jota-quest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-3366292877844190584</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2010 20:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-13T17:57:58.980-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Linox</category><title>Condição Humana - Linox</title><description>e se eu não for do jeito que espera que eu seja &lt;br /&gt;
não veja isso como uma coisa ruim&lt;br /&gt;
assim as nossas diferenças, jamais serão nosso fim&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(é como sempre digo, a expectativa é que fode a gente!)&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/5887210870682954097-3366292877844190584?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2010/05/condicao-humana-linox.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-7810496634353363865</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 04:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:41:06.662-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pagode</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bom Gosto</category><title>Curtindo a Vida (Da Lua) - Bom Gosto</title><description>... antes só, do que ser infeliz&lt;br /&gt;
Sei que vou encontrar diretriz pro meu coração&lt;br /&gt;
Enquanto eu não encontro eu vou curtindo a vida&lt;br /&gt;
Enquanto eu não encontro eu vou tirando onda&lt;br /&gt;
Enquanto eu não encontro eu vou beijando em boca&lt;br /&gt;
Enquanto eu não encontro eu vou badalando&lt;br /&gt;
Enquanto eu não encontro eu vou pagodeando&lt;br /&gt;
Enquanto eu não encontro eu sou da boemia (da lua)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-7810496634353363865?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2010/03/curtindo-vida-da-lua-bom-gosto.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-6612796975881059111</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Mar 2010 00:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.947-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Paulinho Moska</category><title>Quantas vidas você tem - Paulinho Moska</title><description>Eu já matei você mil vezes&lt;br /&gt;
Seu amor ainda me vem&lt;br /&gt;
Então me diga, quantas vidas você tem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-6612796975881059111?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2010/03/quantas-vidas-voce-tem-paulinho-moska.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-66661419584017261</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2010 01:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.949-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nando Reis</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Por ande andei? - Nando Reis</title><description>Desculpe&lt;br /&gt;Estou um pouco atrasado&lt;br /&gt;Mas espero que ainda dê tempo&lt;br /&gt;De dizer que andei errado, e eu entendo&lt;br /&gt;As suas queixas tão justificáveis&lt;br /&gt;E a falta que eu fiz nessa semana&lt;br /&gt;Coisas que pareceriam óbvias&lt;br /&gt;Até pra uma criança&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-66661419584017261?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2010/03/por-ande-andei-nando-reis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-7687769708015027221</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 03:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-11T00:11:23.239-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pagode</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art Popular</category><title>Utopia - Art Popular</title><description>É esperar por alguém que não vem&lt;br /&gt;E sentir-se como outro gen&lt;br /&gt;Será &lt;em&gt;utopia&lt;/em&gt; ou &lt;em&gt;realidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querer estar com alguém&lt;br /&gt;Que se ame assim?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-7687769708015027221?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2010/03/utopia-art-popular.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-6616710056958335179</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 04:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.952-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chico Buarque</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Noite dos Mascarados - Chico Buarque</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Mas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;é carnaval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, não me diga mais quem é você&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã tudo volta ao normal, deixa a festa acabar, deixa o barco correr&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o dia raiar que hoje eu sou da maneira que você me quer&lt;br /&gt;O que você pedir eu lhe dou, seja você quem for&lt;br /&gt;Seja o que Deus quiser&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-6616710056958335179?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2010/02/noite-dos-mascarados-chico-buarque.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-6251367436977935177</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 22:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:44:58.995-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Samba</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Grupo Revelação</category><title>Tá Escrito - Grupo Revelação</title><description>Às vezes a felicidade demora a chegar,&lt;br /&gt;
aí é que a gente não pode deixar de sonhar,&lt;br /&gt;
Guerreiro não foge da luta não pode correr,&lt;br /&gt;
Ninguém vai poder atrasar quem nasceu pra vencer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-6251367436977935177?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2010/02/ta-escrito-grupo-revelacao.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-5479803206284594001</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 00:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.954-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Luiza Possi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Paisagem - Luiza Possi</title><description>De longe na paisagem tudo é tão perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é tão normal&lt;br /&gt;De perto toda coisa linda mostra algum defeito&lt;br /&gt;E eu me sinto igual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu guardo as lembranças em fotografias&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é de papel&lt;br /&gt;Se eu já soubesse antes, eu te contaria&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos de aluguel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-5479803206284594001?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2010/01/paisagem-luiza-possi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-2299989923666132492</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 20:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T21:04:06.216-02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Samba</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Datas Especiais</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fundo de Quintal</category><title>A Batucada dos nossos tantãs - Fundo de Quintal</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Samba, a gente não perde o prazer de cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E fazem de tudo pra silenciar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A batucada dos nossos tantãs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No seu ecoar, o samba se refez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seu canto se faz reluzir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Podemos sorrir outra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Samba, eterno delírio do compositor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Que nasce da alma, sem pele, sem cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Com simplicidade, não sendo vulgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fazendo da nossa alegria,seu habitat natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O samba floresce do fundo do nosso quintal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Este samba é pra você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Que vive a falar, a criticar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Querendo esnobar, querendo acabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Com a nossa cultura popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;É bonito de se ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O samba correr, pro lado de lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fronteira não há, pra nos impedir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Você não samba mas tem que aplaudir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Em homenagem ao &lt;strong&gt;Dia do Samba&lt;/strong&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/5887210870682954097-2299989923666132492?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/12/batucada-dos-nossos-tantas-fundo-de.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-3921529983166995937</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 03:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T02:02:39.413-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nenhum de Nós</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rock</category><title>Das Coisas Que eu Não entendo - Nenhum de Nós</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Você não ligou quando eu disse para ter cuidado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E tinha razão você precisa ser livre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-3921529983166995937?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-nao-entendo-nenhum-de-nos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-6543167428425088733</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 00:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.957-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lulu Santos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Fogo de Palha - Lulu Santos</title><description>&lt;div align="right"&gt;São duas casas totalmente separadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;A do desejo e da razão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;E se revezam quase religiosamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tal qual a luz e a escuridão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-6543167428425088733?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/10/fogo-de-palha-lulu-santos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-4023136189928027447</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.959-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Simone</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Migalhas - Simone</title><description>Não foi esse o mundo que voce me prometeu&lt;br /&gt;Que mundo tão sem graça mais confuso do que o meu&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta nem tentar maquiar antigas falhas&lt;br /&gt;Se todo o amor que voce tem pra me oferecer&lt;br /&gt;São migalhas, migalhas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-4023136189928027447?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/10/migalhas-simone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-1919485325778595120</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 11:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-01T08:27:00.686-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wilson Sideral</category><title>Cinco Dias - Wilson Sideral</title><description>Tô sentado no portão te esperando&lt;br /&gt;Com um par de rosas e um velho sorriso&lt;br /&gt;A toda hora acho que é você chegando&lt;br /&gt;Não era, mais ainda assim eu não desisto&lt;br /&gt;A velha espera é o que mais me fascina&lt;br /&gt;Por que será que é tão gostoso amar&lt;br /&gt;Na esperança de te ver chegar um dia&lt;br /&gt;E matar toda a sede da minha boca&lt;br /&gt;Por aqui eu continuo o meu trabalho&lt;br /&gt;A velha luta do meu dia-a-dia&lt;br /&gt;E aí? Aqui vai bem, ela falou e eu já sei&lt;br /&gt;Só que já não tô mais, já não tô mais agüentando, não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinco dias sem você não é possível&lt;br /&gt;Cinco dias sem você não faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;Cinco dias sem você é um absurdo&lt;br /&gt;Cinco dias sem você é o fim do mundo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-1919485325778595120?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/10/cinco-dias-wilson-sideral.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-3681695602621236385</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 16:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-27T13:48:23.571-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marcelo Estevan</category><title>Raio de Sol - Marcelo Estevan</title><description>&lt;div align="right"&gt;É como viajar num foguete pro céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;É como ter a lua numa bola de papel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Pobre de quem não sabe que amar é tão bom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Não te troco por nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Valeu a pena te esperar, e tudo o que eu passei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Eu já não quero nem lembrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-3681695602621236385?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/09/raio-de-sol-marcelo-estevan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-5717627770258981219</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.962-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Isabella Taviani</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Acontecimento - Isabella Taviani</title><description>Haverá de acontecer&lt;br /&gt;O amor mais lindo que já existiu&lt;br /&gt;Haverá de aparecer&lt;br /&gt;As flores mais bonitas que o mundo viu&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou ter razão pra ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Porque, porque te amo&lt;br /&gt;E eu quero, eu quero te dar&lt;br /&gt;A paz, fazer você sorrir, cantar&lt;br /&gt;Sem desenganos, sem sofrer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-5717627770258981219?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/09/acontecimento-isabella-taviani.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-3997958507621518689</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 13:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T02:05:43.695-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cidade Negra</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Reggae</category><title>A Cor do Sol - Cidade Negra</title><description>Deixar pra trás maus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Desequilíbrios, as amarguras&lt;br /&gt;Viver em paz todo o momento&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de casa, no meio da rua&lt;br /&gt;Se você acha impossível ter tudo isso e um amor tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;Que tal tentar só um pouquinho?&lt;br /&gt;Experimente ver no que dá,e vê se dá&lt;br /&gt;Experimente,pra ver se dá&lt;br /&gt;Viva sempre,&lt;strong&gt;aproveite o momento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-3997958507621518689?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/09/cor-do-sol-cidade-negra.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-6449332715468564107</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.964-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wilson Simoninha</category><title>Agosto - Wilson Simoninha</title><description>As coisas que eu penso e ninguém quer entender&lt;br /&gt;As coisas que eu faço e que ninguém deseja ver&lt;br /&gt;É por essas e por outras que eu preciso de você&lt;br /&gt;Só você sabe "como" e "porquê"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-6449332715468564107?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/08/agosto-wilson-simoninha.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-7588710621444907136</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 04:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.967-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Caetano Veloso</category><title>Desde que o samba é samba - Caetano Veloso</title><description>Solidão apavora, tudo demorando em ser tão ruim&lt;br /&gt;Mas alguma coisa acontece, no quando agora em mim&lt;br /&gt;Cantando eu mando a tristeza embora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-7588710621444907136?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/07/desde-que-o-samba-e-samba-caetano.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-2399517208512238601</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.969-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Maria Rita</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Menininha do Portão - Maria Rita</title><description>E eu pego a viola, faço um verso feito um trovador&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe então você me dê, me dê o seu amor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-2399517208512238601?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/07/menininha-do-portao-maria-rita_21.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-5907927337535337670</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 03:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.972-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Flavio Venturini</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Noites com Sol - Flavio Venturine</title><description>Ouvi dizer que são milagres,noites com sol&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje sei não são miragem,noites com sol&lt;br /&gt;Posso entender o que diz a rosa ao rouxinol&lt;br /&gt;Peço um amor que me conceda&lt;br /&gt;Noites com sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S:&lt;/strong&gt; Depois de 4 meses,cá estou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S²:&lt;/strong&gt; Fiquei com essa músicas três dias na cabeça,foi o impulso que faltava pra eu voltar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S³:&lt;/strong&gt; Lay: Jukebox (um dia eu ei de ter um).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-5907927337535337670?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/07/noites-com-sol-flavio-venturine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-1767334078340729616</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 23:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.974-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Roberta Sá</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Mais Alguém - Roberta Sá</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjtYmimzPLA/SbrnDiUNwOI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Rb7_CC7RTCc/s1600-h/sb10063264c-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312812758374138082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjtYmimzPLA/SbrnDiUNwOI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Rb7_CC7RTCc/s200/sb10063264c-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se é certo pra você&lt;br /&gt;Mas por aqui já deu pra ver&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo espalhados ao redor&lt;br /&gt;Meus passos seguem um rumo só&lt;br /&gt;E num hotel la no Japão&lt;br /&gt;Vi o amor vencer o tédio&lt;br /&gt;Por isso a hora é de vibrar&lt;br /&gt;Mais um romance tem remédio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-1767334078340729616?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/03/mais-alguem-roberta-sa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjtYmimzPLA/SbrnDiUNwOI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Rb7_CC7RTCc/s72-c/sb10063264c-002.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-6088717294649583019</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 16:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-27T14:42:35.522-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Engenheiros do Hawaii</category><title>Terra de Gigantes - Engenheiros do Hawaii</title><description>Hey mãe!&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que a gente cresça&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre alguma coisa que a gente não consegue entender&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-6088717294649583019?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/03/terra-de-gigantes-engenheiros-do-hawaii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-8760774544435008810</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 03:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T01:58:18.977-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chico Buarque</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MPB</category><title>Dueto - Chico Buarque</title><description>Consta nos astros, nos signos, nos búzios&lt;br /&gt;Eu li num anúncio,eu vi no espelho,tá lá no evangelho,garantem os orixás&lt;br /&gt;Serás o meu amor, serás a minha paz&lt;br /&gt;Consta nos autos, nas bulas, nos dogmas&lt;br /&gt;Eu fiz uma tese, eu li num tratado, está computado nos dados oficiais&lt;br /&gt;Serás o meu amor, serás a minha paz&lt;br /&gt;Mas se a ciência provar o contrário, e se o calendário nos contrariar&lt;br /&gt;Mas se o destino insistir em nos separar&lt;br /&gt;Danem-se os astros, os autos, os signos, os dogmas&lt;br /&gt;Os búzios, as bulas, anúncios, tratados, ciganas, projetos&lt;br /&gt;Profetas, sinopses, espelhos, conselhos&lt;br /&gt;Se dane o evangelho e todos os orixás&lt;br /&gt;Serás o meu amor, serás, amor, a minha paz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-8760774544435008810?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/03/dueto-chico-buarque.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887210870682954097.post-4786564596105922776</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 03:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T02:30:33.397-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bryan Adams</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Internacional</category><title>Please Forgive me - Bryan Adams</title><description>Oh! believe me every word I say is true&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop lovin' you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5887210870682954097-4786564596105922776?l=trechododia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://trechododia.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-forgive-me-bryan-adams.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bia Porfírio Estrela ☆)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

