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merecê-las (Aristóteles)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMF3256jhEf9ILlQiOme0O2ajBp6SLPP2hRdyGnqvHX8TMlasAbOPcDVKXdkPHfckvN3ESey-eydNLGfEoD69P-zxjNtyDK3iwN-psMWhmNeK4O4OktTFvcEtxh5vu2mPhhbVCEnTuVbAf6d2AigN7Nus4QLNSU2BiUAwMposDcwxnyyiKrS37IVUS2iMD/s1119/Beijo%20ao%20Entardecer%20Entre%20Flores.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1119&quot; data-original-width=&quot;630&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMF3256jhEf9ILlQiOme0O2ajBp6SLPP2hRdyGnqvHX8TMlasAbOPcDVKXdkPHfckvN3ESey-eydNLGfEoD69P-zxjNtyDK3iwN-psMWhmNeK4O4OktTFvcEtxh5vu2mPhhbVCEnTuVbAf6d2AigN7Nus4QLNSU2BiUAwMposDcwxnyyiKrS37IVUS2iMD/w360-h640/Beijo%20ao%20Entardecer%20Entre%20Flores.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há qualquer coisa de extraordinário&lt;br /&gt;Na maneira como você existe em mim&lt;br /&gt;Até meus pensamentos, quando distraídos&lt;br /&gt;Parecem saber o caminho até você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto desse efeito que você provoca&lt;br /&gt;Dessa desordem bonita nos meus planos&lt;br /&gt;De descobrir que, entre tantas vontades&lt;br /&gt;A sua presença é meu lugar favorito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero um amor feito de promessas&lt;br /&gt;Quero a aventura de viver cada descoberta&lt;br /&gt;Rir dos nossos pequenos desatinos&lt;br /&gt;E encontrar poesia até nas horas mais comuns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se me perguntar o que vejo em você&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu não encontre uma resposta exata&lt;br /&gt;Porque não é apenas o que meus olhos alcançam&lt;br /&gt;É tudo aquilo que desperta em mim&lt;br /&gt;Quando a sua vida encontra a minha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E talvez seja esse o encanto...&lt;br /&gt;Não precisar inventar um motivo para amar&lt;br /&gt;Quando até o acaso parece ter caprichado&lt;br /&gt;No momento em que fez você chegar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;Double You -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s Beautiful&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/UHASmy6lDAw?si=0y8JexBAAA2Fepu2&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;She&#39;s Beautiful é uma declaração de amor misturada com insegurança, saudade e medo de perder alguém que significa o mundo para ele. Portanto, não é simplesmente uma música sobre uma mulher bonita. É sobre alguém que ama, admira, mas também teme perder essa mulher.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/8217333210725239046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/11/voce-foi-diferente.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/8217333210725239046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/8217333210725239046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/11/voce-foi-diferente.html' title='Você Foi Diferente'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMF3256jhEf9ILlQiOme0O2ajBp6SLPP2hRdyGnqvHX8TMlasAbOPcDVKXdkPHfckvN3ESey-eydNLGfEoD69P-zxjNtyDK3iwN-psMWhmNeK4O4OktTFvcEtxh5vu2mPhhbVCEnTuVbAf6d2AigN7Nus4QLNSU2BiUAwMposDcwxnyyiKrS37IVUS2iMD/s72-w360-h640-c/Beijo%20ao%20Entardecer%20Entre%20Flores.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-3294876558976859790</id><published>2026-11-01T19:17:47.440-03:00</published><updated>2026-11-01T19:17:47.441-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coração"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Manhã"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Solidão"/><title type='text'>Onde A Vida Nos Encontrar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs2qorcTo1-xF0nPQT3CS318SuF3CIYMgk4Raej0F3BH-ZzXjuAzWEoOE8e-jDtjNSY-AOj_7OVWUpW2zqNuQkqO3MnobXBalxOdVfsvcA18dKplA1iXl264U1PJHZBPxtzbQxzP2xtRdvvQLc0m1n6grZX02aVDSCz8xi0hm41ou2C_B0Pbw1XWtpssDx/s1600/Romance%20ao%20P%C3%B4r%20do%20Sol.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img data-original-height=&quot;1065&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs2qorcTo1-xF0nPQT3CS318SuF3CIYMgk4Raej0F3BH-ZzXjuAzWEoOE8e-jDtjNSY-AOj_7OVWUpW2zqNuQkqO3MnobXBalxOdVfsvcA18dKplA1iXl264U1PJHZBPxtzbQxzP2xtRdvvQLc0m1n6grZX02aVDSCz8xi0hm41ou2C_B0Pbw1XWtpssDx/w360-h640/Romance%20ao%20P%C3%B4r%20do%20Sol.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se o céu perder o azul das manhãs&lt;br /&gt;E a esperança parecer adormecer&lt;br /&gt;Serei abrigo entre as tuas tempestades&lt;br /&gt;Uma presença que não vai desaparecer&lt;br /&gt;Se o silêncio ocupar nossos espaços&lt;br /&gt;Não precisaremos explicar a solidão&lt;br /&gt;Há sentimentos que dispensam palavras&lt;br /&gt;Quando duas almas conversam pelo coração&lt;br /&gt;Se os dias trouxerem lágrimas aos olhos&lt;br /&gt;Oferecerei meu peito para repousar&lt;br /&gt;E quando a alegria iluminar teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Eu serei a primeira contigo celebrar&lt;br /&gt;Não prometo uma estrada sem espinhos&lt;br /&gt;Nem um horizonte livre de aflição&lt;br /&gt;Prometo dividir contigo cada passo&lt;br /&gt;Com verdade, ternura e dedicação&lt;br /&gt;Quando o tempo desenhar novos traços&lt;br /&gt;E os anos florescerem em nosso olhar&lt;br /&gt;Ainda descobrirei motivos para amar-te&lt;br /&gt;Como quem encontra o mar pela primeira vez&lt;br /&gt;Quero conhecer teus sonhos mais secretos&lt;br /&gt;Respeitar teus medos, teu jeito de sentir&lt;br /&gt;Aplaudir cada conquista tua&lt;br /&gt;E ter orgulho de te ver evoluir&lt;br /&gt;Se a vida mudar todos os cenários&lt;br /&gt;Se houver caminhos que não podemos prever&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca nos falte a certeza mais bonita&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor escolhe contigo permanecer&lt;br /&gt;Pois não é somente nos dias dourados&lt;br /&gt;Que se reconhece a grandeza de amar&lt;br /&gt;É na coragem de enfrentar o desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;E, mesmo diante dele, decidir ficar&lt;br /&gt;E se Deus nos concedeu este encontro&lt;br /&gt;Que Ele seja a luz do nosso caminhar&lt;br /&gt;Pois entre todas as promessas desta vida&lt;br /&gt;A mais preciosa é continuar a te amar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;I Will Be Here - Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/u-ZwVdM5Xrc?si=GOxKhWIgejg04hp9&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amar não é garantir que nunca haverá dias difíceis, mas escolher construir, acolher, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;respeitar e permanecer mesmo quando a vida mudar de direção&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3294876558976859790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/11/onde-vida-nos-encontrar.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/3294876558976859790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/3294876558976859790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/11/onde-vida-nos-encontrar.html' title='Onde A Vida Nos Encontrar'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs2qorcTo1-xF0nPQT3CS318SuF3CIYMgk4Raej0F3BH-ZzXjuAzWEoOE8e-jDtjNSY-AOj_7OVWUpW2zqNuQkqO3MnobXBalxOdVfsvcA18dKplA1iXl264U1PJHZBPxtzbQxzP2xtRdvvQLc0m1n6grZX02aVDSCz8xi0hm41ou2C_B0Pbw1XWtpssDx/s72-w360-h640-c/Romance%20ao%20P%C3%B4r%20do%20Sol.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-5915076875534992918</id><published>2026-10-20T20:32:15.837-03:00</published><updated>2026-10-20T20:32:15.838-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amigos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ilusão"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inimigos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lâmina"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Traição"/><title type='text'>A Mão Que Escondia A Lâmina</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbXHOXwIyny4oeuguzAyAyrvxVTOWoNKjr-IIIYnj9RZ2qafXhJI8piAIzOIQqm3QC8dqWSyT2tNKM4zQYrT4LFDJELtdzJG0BUP7P9mT87t7WSDmMOeTVtOPl7EB6XBruPNsNICQWRiThguZf_DJcMZCgNf7tRxkMaD90Tg_GSkCTPwBnWXQwwey5ZXg/s1672/Trai%C3%A7%C3%A3o%20ao%20Entardecer.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1672&quot; data-original-width=&quot;940&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbXHOXwIyny4oeuguzAyAyrvxVTOWoNKjr-IIIYnj9RZ2qafXhJI8piAIzOIQqm3QC8dqWSyT2tNKM4zQYrT4LFDJELtdzJG0BUP7P9mT87t7WSDmMOeTVtOPl7EB6XBruPNsNICQWRiThguZf_DJcMZCgNf7tRxkMaD90Tg_GSkCTPwBnWXQwwey5ZXg/w360-h640/Trai%C3%A7%C3%A3o%20ao%20Entardecer.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Nem toda mão estendida vem acompanhada de um coração leal.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nem todo abraço deseja acolher&lt;br /&gt;Nem todo sorriso nos quer ver crescer&lt;br /&gt;Há mãos que se oferecem durante a queda&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto outra lâmina o golpe prepara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Caminhei entre amigos, julgando encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Companheiros dispostos a me acompanhar&lt;br /&gt;Mas alguns conheciam tão bem meus caminhos&lt;br /&gt;Que souberam ferir sem deixar testemunhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a estrada alongava seus passos no chão&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto eu recolhia os pedaços da mão&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia estendera sem medo ou reserva&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber que a traição em silêncio se conserva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorei não somente por quem me feriu&lt;br /&gt;Mas pelo amigo que pensei que existiu&lt;br /&gt;Pois perder um inimigo não deixa saudade&lt;br /&gt;Mas perder uma amizade destrói uma verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda assim, não entrego meu peito ao rancor&lt;br /&gt;Nem faço da mágoa a medida do amor&lt;br /&gt;Quem traz uma lâmina escondida na mão&lt;br /&gt;Não merece levar minhas chaves, meu chão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se a vida me ensina a escolher companhia&lt;br /&gt;Não quero ser sombra de quem me feria&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro poucos passos, mas passos leais&lt;br /&gt;A mil mãos estendidas com golpes por trás&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5915076875534992918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/a-mao-que-escondia-lamina.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/5915076875534992918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/5915076875534992918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/a-mao-que-escondia-lamina.html' title='A Mão Que Escondia A Lâmina'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbXHOXwIyny4oeuguzAyAyrvxVTOWoNKjr-IIIYnj9RZ2qafXhJI8piAIzOIQqm3QC8dqWSyT2tNKM4zQYrT4LFDJELtdzJG0BUP7P9mT87t7WSDmMOeTVtOPl7EB6XBruPNsNICQWRiThguZf_DJcMZCgNf7tRxkMaD90Tg_GSkCTPwBnWXQwwey5ZXg/s72-w360-h640-c/Trai%C3%A7%C3%A3o%20ao%20Entardecer.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-7881334801346033888</id><published>2026-10-15T15:45:42.441-03:00</published><updated>2026-10-15T15:45:42.442-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Algemas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coração"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eterno"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fantasia"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Horizonte"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Solidão"/><title type='text'>A Eternidade Mora No Agora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há constelações que nascem no olhar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Segredos que a pele aprende a traduzir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E um universo inteiro a despertar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando duas existências decidem coincidir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;✧༺♡༻✧&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seu nome repousa na brisa da tarde&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como um verso esquecido que volta a nascer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu peito, outrora fechado à saudade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Descobriu novos motivos para florescer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;✧༺♡༻✧&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se o tempo desenhar seus invernos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se a estrada esconder sua direção&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Encontrará meus gestos sinceros&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acendendo horizontes na escuridão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;✧༺♡༻✧&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois há sentimentos que não pedem algemas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Laços tecidos além dos poemas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raízes profundas que escolhem ficar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E promessas que dispensam jurar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;✧༺♡༻✧&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E quando as palavras perderem o rumo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando a distância inventar solidão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Serei o abrigo depois do tumulto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A calma escondida no seu coração&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;✧༺♡༻✧&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não por destino, nem por fantasia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tampouco por medo de te perder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas porque tua presença transforma meus dias&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Na rara beleza de simplesmente viver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;✧༺♡༻✧&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E quando a última nota adormecer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E a melodia enfim desaparecer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Restará aquilo que não cabe na canção&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um infinito inteiro pulsando em cada coração&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700; text-align: start;&quot;&gt;Never Gonna Give You Up - Addal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/V-qaE3Br4Uk?si=QMJhQyl6c1tW5MPN&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A versão de Never Gonna Give You Up lançada pelo DJ e
produtor italiano Addal é uma releitura eletrônica moderna no estilo deep/tech
house do clássico absoluto de Rick Astley.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7881334801346033888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/a-eternidade-mora-no-agora.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/7881334801346033888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/7881334801346033888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/a-eternidade-mora-no-agora.html' title='A Eternidade Mora No Agora'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi10hLa-SYZhRJrVA5PF4n9vCeohtjNluaKD428KN8WXnDIaZuIN8G04ichKO6M489UczUhxI6EufQB4_LphV67S8sCO1PoY0FQch7AUeEu2ewjteBAWzjvbsTPDZU7LyIfm6UChA4kwLNlm4agLXFFltUIF1pkn0ANK3Y78cFQonhbWGZSfgH6B9_4T4ef/s72-w426-h640-c/Abra%C3%A7o%20no%20p%C3%B4r%20do%20sol.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-790343180564394843</id><published>2026-10-13T22:36:29.906-03:00</published><updated>2026-10-13T22:36:29.907-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mistério"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Olhar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Segredos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Silêncio"/><title type='text'>O Acaso Tem Seu Rosto</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhffCtxxwePTAICHK5AbW28L9hLylqpxgXgzLqQVX-oQgQLAJ-pEHa5nPU9i3sKVrD40Yb_fZpTgJiNm_WhFsg2zKW0ZbHJK2Fi0IFMZbWpEDJNz75w6N80ZrNF6U_8BhHBvd-S-qmpg-3v-YE_TsN3IR9g2LjuIRXA4hyMTwYRvneU3F0esAMZr6sWi719/s1065/Perfil%20ao%20P%C3%B4r%20do%20Sol%20com%20Dado%20Dourado.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1065&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhffCtxxwePTAICHK5AbW28L9hLylqpxgXgzLqQVX-oQgQLAJ-pEHa5nPU9i3sKVrD40Yb_fZpTgJiNm_WhFsg2zKW0ZbHJK2Fi0IFMZbWpEDJNz75w6N80ZrNF6U_8BhHBvd-S-qmpg-3v-YE_TsN3IR9g2LjuIRXA4hyMTwYRvneU3F0esAMZr6sWi719/w360-h640/Perfil%20ao%20P%C3%B4r%20do%20Sol%20com%20Dado%20Dourado.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não sei que histórias você carrega&lt;br /&gt; Nem quantos sonhos moram no seu olhar&lt;br /&gt; Só sei que, entre tantas pessoas&lt;br /&gt; Foi em você que parei para reparar&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber o que faz você sorrir&lt;br /&gt; O que ocupa seus pensamentos de madrugada&lt;br /&gt; Quais pequenos detalhes vivem em você&lt;br /&gt; Além do que revela uma conversa apressada&lt;br /&gt;Quero conhecer suas manias, seus silêncios&lt;br /&gt; Os sonhos que ainda deseja realizar&lt;br /&gt; Aquilo que você guarda em segredo&lt;br /&gt; E o que nem sempre consegue explicar&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja cedo para compreender&lt;br /&gt; O que começa, aos poucos, a acontecer&lt;br /&gt; Mas há encontros que despertam perguntas&lt;br /&gt; Que só o tempo pode responder&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se foi destino ou coincidência&lt;br /&gt; Nem o que a vida pretende nos mostrar&lt;br /&gt; Só sei que existe algo na sua presença&lt;br /&gt; Que me faz querer um pouco mais ficar&lt;br /&gt;Quero conhecer seus tantos mistérios&lt;br /&gt; Descobrir o que existe além do olhar&lt;br /&gt; Talvez o acaso tenha cruzado nossos caminhos&lt;br /&gt; Por razões que ainda não posso decifrar&lt;br /&gt; Mas há algo de bonito nos começos&lt;br /&gt; Que nos faz querer descobrir o que virá&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;Gary Wright - Really Wanna Know You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/6dYrcNwR6oI?si=H16PBOvV-TCQxfq0&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.05); color: #131313; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A canção Really Wanna Know You de Gary Wright foi lançada em 1981.
Explora o desejo profundo de se conectar verdadeiramente com alguém, indo além das aparências ou de encontros superficiais.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/790343180564394843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/o-acaso-tem-seu-rosto.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/790343180564394843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/790343180564394843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/o-acaso-tem-seu-rosto.html' title='O Acaso Tem Seu Rosto'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhffCtxxwePTAICHK5AbW28L9hLylqpxgXgzLqQVX-oQgQLAJ-pEHa5nPU9i3sKVrD40Yb_fZpTgJiNm_WhFsg2zKW0ZbHJK2Fi0IFMZbWpEDJNz75w6N80ZrNF6U_8BhHBvd-S-qmpg-3v-YE_TsN3IR9g2LjuIRXA4hyMTwYRvneU3F0esAMZr6sWi719/s72-w360-h640-c/Perfil%20ao%20P%C3%B4r%20do%20Sol%20com%20Dado%20Dourado.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-7969322812680013194</id><published>2026-10-11T17:02:13.552-03:00</published><updated>2026-10-11T17:02:13.553-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Caminho"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fiquei"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Força"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="História"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Resisti"/><title type='text'>Fiquei, Resisti</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIjGSwkUCKVLwYnpxUNUqzlTfA2enZ0nXQX2E5EvSHBjLyomDOQ_JHDmzsbD7uC-e7MulMCXIeSz2Nd7e1N6it-t5I4r5kB0XZtl5vXPBmgtO4YW3iEJhV2MPo_nxNJvfmZwLokBIAlCNNQtCKzysUeE1Xp2O1Tb6SI4XvvUrE25vFhVRYf5Iduvy34bCr/s1067/Colagem%20de%20Mem%C3%B3rias%20ao%20Entardecer.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1067&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIjGSwkUCKVLwYnpxUNUqzlTfA2enZ0nXQX2E5EvSHBjLyomDOQ_JHDmzsbD7uC-e7MulMCXIeSz2Nd7e1N6it-t5I4r5kB0XZtl5vXPBmgtO4YW3iEJhV2MPo_nxNJvfmZwLokBIAlCNNQtCKzysUeE1Xp2O1Tb6SI4XvvUrE25vFhVRYf5Iduvy34bCr/w360-h640/Colagem%20de%20Mem%C3%B3rias%20ao%20Entardecer.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sei exatamente quando passou. Talvez não tenha passado. Talvez eu só tenha aprendido a carregar certas coisas sem apertá-las tanto contra o peito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ainda lembro-me de algumas noites em que eu queria desaparecer por algumas horas, só para não precisar pensar. Lembro-me de ter acordado no dia seguinte e feito às coisas de sempre, como se nada tivesse acontecido. É estranho o quanto a gente consegue continuar mesmo quando, por dentro, parece que alguma coisa parou.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje eu olho para mim e reconheço algumas marcas. Não todas. Algumas eu ainda não sei o que significam outras eu prefiro não explicar. Mas já não tenho vontade de esconder cada pedaço difícil da história. Foi tudo parte do caminho, mesmo aquilo que eu gostaria de ter vivido de outro jeito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E talvez seja isso que mais me surpreendo, eu não me tornei alguém sem medo, nem alguém que tem resposta para tudo. Fiquei apenas. Fiquei quando era mais fácil ir embora de mim. Fiquei quando não havia certeza nenhuma. Fiquei, principalmente, quando ninguém estava vendo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje existe uma espécie de paz que eu não conhecia antes. Não é felicidade o tempo todo. É mais quieta. É poder olhar para a própria história sem precisar mudar os acontecimentos para conseguir gostar de quem sobreviveu a eles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sobrevivi. E, de algum modo que ainda estou aprendendo a entender, isso me trouxe até aqui.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talvez seja por isso que, quando penso em tudo o que vivi, não sinto apenas tristeza. Há também uma ternura. Por mim. Pela mulher que fui. Pela que quase desisti de ser. E por essa que, apesar de tudo, continua aqui.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não saí de tudo ilesa. Nem precisava.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fiquei...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Resistir foi o que pude fazer algumas vezes. Outras, foi simplesmente continuar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E talvez seja suficiente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7969322812680013194/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/fiquei-resisti.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/7969322812680013194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/7969322812680013194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/fiquei-resisti.html' title='Fiquei, Resisti'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIjGSwkUCKVLwYnpxUNUqzlTfA2enZ0nXQX2E5EvSHBjLyomDOQ_JHDmzsbD7uC-e7MulMCXIeSz2Nd7e1N6it-t5I4r5kB0XZtl5vXPBmgtO4YW3iEJhV2MPo_nxNJvfmZwLokBIAlCNNQtCKzysUeE1Xp2O1Tb6SI4XvvUrE25vFhVRYf5Iduvy34bCr/s72-w360-h640-c/Colagem%20de%20Mem%C3%B3rias%20ao%20Entardecer.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-3919207861774193835</id><published>2026-10-06T16:37:21.484-03:00</published><updated>2026-10-06T16:37:21.484-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coragem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Despertar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Partir"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Promessas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sonho"/><title type='text'>DESPERTAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTAmbhq2-HDiAu8ujOFwekoqt-nakUmD483s-ZsBNCnd43Qp0Y14gmrMCS0_7FpPPzrdAMO-4JFyvtAotQS1YCt1nueR1FXgcupjDTxhS5vD_CFBT8dc31mPFe04zNRm3txsTXtTp6wc2eBT3nmtaU04syRsWrUx8VZstXKzdgN9eweRi4nVScXSjUVRXY/s1065/Pensativa.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1065&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTAmbhq2-HDiAu8ujOFwekoqt-nakUmD483s-ZsBNCnd43Qp0Y14gmrMCS0_7FpPPzrdAMO-4JFyvtAotQS1YCt1nueR1FXgcupjDTxhS5vD_CFBT8dc31mPFe04zNRm3txsTXtTp6wc2eBT3nmtaU04syRsWrUx8VZstXKzdgN9eweRi4nVScXSjUVRXY/w360-h640/Pensativa.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu esperei por você&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acreditei nas suas promessas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E guardei seus “eu te amo”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como quem guarda um sonho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas o tempo me ensinou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que palavras sem atitudes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;São apenas promessas vazias&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então eu despertei...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não quero lágrimas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nem culpas, nem despedidas dolorosas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só quero aceitar que, às vezes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amar também é saber partir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu ainda sinto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas já não espero&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque hoje entendo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu não perdi você&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apenas encontrei coragem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para não me perder de mim...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variation-settings: &amp;quot;wdth&amp;quot; 100; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Hey Little Girl   Mark Boyce  (TRADUÇÃO) HD  (Lyrics Video)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hey Little Girl - Mark Boyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/4CdQmUmgUnw?si=rJ7ITHLXZyGH9kQ4&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A música não fala de raiva, mas de tristeza, aceitação e
despedida. É sobre esperar, acreditar nas promessas de alguém e, finalmente,
perceber que elas nunca se tornaram realidade. Dói, mas chega o momento de
aceitar que a história terminou e seguir em frente.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeAdoGh95YED1KWKHT3KmrFryki2Ufzxyc00RxbUz3sAYy0KTLwRtXM2QgQZ5SZYMfEC4AUUfsIZHhvDCA2yX89tIa8DG-Rvlz53zbbNPNS2fej9JGoCG4esw-XOZ9UGjRKGVBfvC84Q55nTga6TfjDlv_yfuLJnW5qI_2iVu1AIp0LZMPjZzyikZ8jK4/s720/Cantinho.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;720&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeAdoGh95YED1KWKHT3KmrFryki2Ufzxyc00RxbUz3sAYy0KTLwRtXM2QgQZ5SZYMfEC4AUUfsIZHhvDCA2yX89tIa8DG-Rvlz53zbbNPNS2fej9JGoCG4esw-XOZ9UGjRKGVBfvC84Q55nTga6TfjDlv_yfuLJnW5qI_2iVu1AIp0LZMPjZzyikZ8jK4/w534-h640/Cantinho.jpg&quot; width=&quot;534&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A noite cai de mansinho lá fora&lt;br /&gt; Enquanto meus olhos teimam em buscar os teus&lt;br /&gt; Estáticos, sorrindo em um pedaço de papel&lt;br /&gt; O relógio na parede parece zombar do meu silêncio&lt;br /&gt; Cada segundo é um sussurro que pergunta:&lt;br /&gt; Onde está você?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma melodia suave flutuando no ar&lt;br /&gt; Como um sopro que implora por nós dois&lt;br /&gt; Você me pede paciência, pede calma, pede tempo...&lt;br /&gt; Mas como explicar ao peito que o amor tem pressa?&lt;br /&gt; Como aceitar que a vida continue girando devagar&lt;br /&gt; Se o meu mundo inteiro quer correr para os teus braços?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe aqui, tateando na incerteza&lt;br /&gt; Não permita que o orgulho ou o medo apaguem essa chama&lt;br /&gt; Um sentimento assim, com tanta força e tanta entrega&lt;br /&gt; A gente não encontra em qualquer esquina do destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou aqui, despida de desculpas, com o coração nas mãos&lt;br /&gt; Ouvindo o compasso dessa canção que parece falar de nós&lt;br /&gt; Não me faça esperar pelo que já é nosso&lt;br /&gt; Vem, antes que a noite termine e a luz do sol revele&lt;br /&gt; Que o nosso grande amor se perdeu no silêncio da espera&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-variation-settings: &amp;quot;wdth&amp;quot; 100; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Don&#39;t Make Me Wait For Love - Kenny G Feat Lenny Williams (TRADUÇÃO)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t Make Me Wait For Love - Kenny G Feat Lenny Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/TsQAcT9zjPM?si=Lv-kF90EYn6bsH1W&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;É uma música sobre ter a coragem de dizer: &quot;Eu amo você, estou pronto, não me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;faça esperar pelo que já é nosso&quot;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2427087133321654098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/antes-que-noite-vire-saudade.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/2427087133321654098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/2427087133321654098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/10/antes-que-noite-vire-saudade.html' title='Antes Que A Noite Vire Saudade'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeAdoGh95YED1KWKHT3KmrFryki2Ufzxyc00RxbUz3sAYy0KTLwRtXM2QgQZ5SZYMfEC4AUUfsIZHhvDCA2yX89tIa8DG-Rvlz53zbbNPNS2fej9JGoCG4esw-XOZ9UGjRKGVBfvC84Q55nTga6TfjDlv_yfuLJnW5qI_2iVu1AIp0LZMPjZzyikZ8jK4/s72-w534-h640-c/Cantinho.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-2961418646461246089</id><published>2026-09-28T21:29:52.553-03:00</published><updated>2026-09-28T21:29:52.553-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dias"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mudar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mundo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sonhos"/><title type='text'>Você Pode Mudar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF8t1ZjkkAB4hHs_IuRvvu5OTsldbF9dV-Fz_UGpevCCUtcomuSxlxDMctW5AvJ_UN2oeEETqcS936voFub42fdUx-F5AjSoMq2EmuqnFTM7frAXDd3ljlnHvR04RuJbMnZcH0sK3LhI9wOgMbAHYXRClJRyZQoFC1RT_u9Ft2i5t5mIz4Z-A1Ls78Cxoo/s1067/blog.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1067&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF8t1ZjkkAB4hHs_IuRvvu5OTsldbF9dV-Fz_UGpevCCUtcomuSxlxDMctW5AvJ_UN2oeEETqcS936voFub42fdUx-F5AjSoMq2EmuqnFTM7frAXDd3ljlnHvR04RuJbMnZcH0sK3LhI9wOgMbAHYXRClJRyZQoFC1RT_u9Ft2i5t5mIz4Z-A1Ls78Cxoo/w360-h640/blog.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você pode mudar os planos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trocar de estrada e de lugar&lt;br /&gt; Deixar para trás antigos sonhos&lt;br /&gt; Recomeçar...&lt;br /&gt;Pode mudar seus dias&lt;br /&gt; Seus passos, sua direção&lt;br /&gt; Pode até ensinar ao mundo&lt;br /&gt; Uma nova versão...&lt;br /&gt;Mas há coisas que não mudam&lt;br /&gt; Quando se é verdadeira demais&lt;br /&gt; O tempo pode levar tanta coisa&lt;br /&gt; Mas algumas ficam e ficam em paz&lt;br /&gt;Eu não amo a sua presença&lt;br /&gt; Nem aquilo que posso alcançar&lt;br /&gt; Amo o que existe em você&lt;br /&gt; E que meu coração soube guardar&lt;br /&gt;E se a vida abrir distâncias&lt;br /&gt;Se o destino nos fizer seguir&lt;br /&gt;Não vou transformar amor em espera&lt;br /&gt;Nem sentimento em partir&lt;br /&gt;Porque amar você não significa&lt;br /&gt; Pedir que você fique...&lt;br /&gt;Significa apenas reconhecer&lt;br /&gt; Que, entre tantas pessoas no mundo&lt;br /&gt; Foi em você&lt;br /&gt; Que alguma coisa em mim&lt;br /&gt; Soube permanecer...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Can&#39;t Change That - Raydio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/-Ww9WCE6l6o?si=BKV1m252vdfPptyZ&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2961418646461246089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/voce-pode-mudar.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/2961418646461246089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/2961418646461246089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/voce-pode-mudar.html' title='Você Pode Mudar'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF8t1ZjkkAB4hHs_IuRvvu5OTsldbF9dV-Fz_UGpevCCUtcomuSxlxDMctW5AvJ_UN2oeEETqcS936voFub42fdUx-F5AjSoMq2EmuqnFTM7frAXDd3ljlnHvR04RuJbMnZcH0sK3LhI9wOgMbAHYXRClJRyZQoFC1RT_u9Ft2i5t5mIz4Z-A1Ls78Cxoo/s72-w360-h640-c/blog.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-7281602893280215510</id><published>2026-09-21T18:10:05.854-03:00</published><updated>2026-09-21T18:11:06.953-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ficar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Partir"/><title type='text'>Entre Ficar e Partir</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há momentos em que o coração&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Permanece diante de uma porta&lt;br /&gt; Sem saber se espera ser recebido&lt;br /&gt; Ou se já deveria ter ido embora&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja isso que mais doa&lt;br /&gt; Não a ausência de sentimento&lt;br /&gt; Mas a falta de certeza&lt;br /&gt; Sobre o que fazer com ele&lt;br /&gt;A gente procura sinais&lt;br /&gt; Interpreta silêncios&lt;br /&gt; Guarda pequenos gestos&lt;br /&gt; Como se fossem respostas&lt;br /&gt;E, enquanto isso...&lt;br /&gt; Vai se acostumando a viver&lt;br /&gt; Num lugar onde nunca sabe&lt;br /&gt; Se é presença ou apenas passagem&lt;br /&gt;Até perceber que algumas pessoas&lt;br /&gt; Não precisam deixar de amar&lt;br /&gt; Para escolher partir...&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes, partir é apenas reconhecer&lt;br /&gt; Que o afeto, sozinho, não&lt;br /&gt;Consegue sustentar uma história&lt;br /&gt; Quando falta do outro lado&lt;br /&gt;A vontade de permanecer&lt;br /&gt;E talvez a maior coragem&lt;br /&gt; Não esteja em deixar de sentir&lt;br /&gt;Esteja em aceitar&lt;br /&gt; Que sentir muito por alguém&lt;br /&gt; Não significa, necessariamente&lt;br /&gt; Que devemos continuar esperando&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;Roboto, Arial, sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;How Can I Fall - Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/IZwnG9byeO0?si=tAzAcdEgoSD2yPll&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;Roboto, Arial, sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;É uma canção sobre amar alguém que não oferece segurança emocional e ficar dividido entre insistir e partir.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7281602893280215510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/entre-ficar-e-partir.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/7281602893280215510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/7281602893280215510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/entre-ficar-e-partir.html' title='Entre Ficar e Partir'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAFxgUzKTXgQzcdmuHNg4JSLfnzcbmMaPUOhFxb0ksQ2k-7FjwnQJ6nbhZyz70DwH5qWsaCsyybhgvLG3narTBDIXCrAypR3j1kM1c1Y8Mdmv9vSrOwhOZ7DBAQpYsUCKC-OSkftg498dhL13qtkjH87a5E8A1RPQ4gffYJ8NvfodopaK6Y-zwM_drWjpQ/s72-w360-h640-c/Ir%20ou%20ficar.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-5386488444486466848</id><published>2026-09-17T17:33:09.018-03:00</published><updated>2026-09-17T17:33:09.018-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memórias"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Música"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saudade"/><title type='text'>As Memórias Ao Som Da Música</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3k2q16H0mrmeXTlMa-UZ0Z2tmvYvShHUjSQepGkBh3iU1jH54gwd-R76AXEgLTyxjaztqiExjEplkv26TGiXtDVy0UYWOWcSm8SodHh7quWC46mT9du39rdk-GPRXGkDBLcAoJ_I0pGnWnrXlVXTOT4gyJ8ZLGpc9StV4zinUwbAbIEHXrQSGJG3XaLM/s1067/Mem%C3%B3rias%20ao%20Som%20da%20M%C3%BAsica.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1067&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3k2q16H0mrmeXTlMa-UZ0Z2tmvYvShHUjSQepGkBh3iU1jH54gwd-R76AXEgLTyxjaztqiExjEplkv26TGiXtDVy0UYWOWcSm8SodHh7quWC46mT9du39rdk-GPRXGkDBLcAoJ_I0pGnWnrXlVXTOT4gyJ8ZLGpc9StV4zinUwbAbIEHXrQSGJG3XaLM/w360-h640/Mem%C3%B3rias%20ao%20Som%20da%20M%C3%BAsica.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Existem momentos em que eu simplesmente não consigo explicar o que estou sentindo. Então, eu coloco os fones e deixo a música falar por mim.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talvez seja estranho, mas às vezes uma música consegue dizer em poucos minutos aquilo que eu passaria horas tentando explicar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu ouço e me lembro de coisas que nem queria lembrar. Pessoas, lugares, momentos que ficaram guardados em algum canto da memória. Algumas músicas têm esse poder de abrir portas que a gente jurou ter fechado.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E talvez seja por isso que eu gosto tanto de ouvir música quando estou sozinha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ali, ninguém precisa saber o que estou pensando. Ninguém precisa perguntar por que fiquei em silêncio ou por que uma determinada música me fez olhar para o nada por alguns segundos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A música simplesmente entende.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu poderia me perder no mundo da música. Poderia esquecer por algumas horas o peso das coisas, os pensamentos que insistem em voltar e até aquelas saudades que a gente aprende a esconder tão bem.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porque, quando estou ouvindo uma música que realmente me toca, parece que o mundo diminui o volume.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E eu consigo respirar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talvez eu não escute música apenas pelos sons. Talvez eu escute porque, em algumas canções, encontro parte de mim que não consigo encontrar em nenhum outro lugar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Há músicas que me fazem sorrir. Outras me fazem lembrar alguém. Algumas me machucam de um jeito estranho, mas mesmo assim eu continuo ouvindo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porque certas dores, quando viram música, parecem ficar um pouco mais fáceis de carregar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E talvez seja isso que eu procuro todas as vezes que coloco os fones, um lugar onde eu não precise fingir que está tudo bem.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um lugar onde eu possa simplesmente sentir.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: times;&quot;&gt;A música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: times; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ela me leva para longe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para onde os sonhos não pedem licença&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;E a saudade não machuca tanto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quantos acordes cabem em um coração?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quantas histórias existem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por trás de uma letra?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A música é tão minha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas também é de tanta gente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;E talvez seja por isso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que eu poderia me perder nela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sem vontade de voltar...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porque há lugares&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que não precisam existir no mundo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Às vezes, eles cabem apenas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dentro de uma canção&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5386488444486466848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/as-memorias-ao-som-da-musica.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/5386488444486466848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/5386488444486466848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/as-memorias-ao-som-da-musica.html' title='As Memórias Ao Som Da Música'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3k2q16H0mrmeXTlMa-UZ0Z2tmvYvShHUjSQepGkBh3iU1jH54gwd-R76AXEgLTyxjaztqiExjEplkv26TGiXtDVy0UYWOWcSm8SodHh7quWC46mT9du39rdk-GPRXGkDBLcAoJ_I0pGnWnrXlVXTOT4gyJ8ZLGpc9StV4zinUwbAbIEHXrQSGJG3XaLM/s72-w360-h640-c/Mem%C3%B3rias%20ao%20Som%20da%20M%C3%BAsica.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-6903256842085407533</id><published>2026-09-14T17:36:47.443-03:00</published><updated>2026-09-14T17:36:47.443-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Caminho"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Silêncio"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Solidão"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vida"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="´Vazio"/><title type='text'>Talvez Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-fb9dOx8dXh6AtJ9-ko6rbA3-XFgLhyphenhyphenD6X8gSbdius5l7YErJKzUU4Aj6qTCk0aDpDzLkIn6kDOKhF-lzH0SmPZnFHxp39Hj_WwysEsMHbW3ybjjQanKZ2DS3d0ASJzOGRzQQl3bU9MS_razO6_7_aCwSxkGc6CWr-LL2mjrY7u3Wp3vsppw9TUwIBT-X/s915/%C3%89Voc%C3%AALuciaCantinho.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;915&quot; data-original-width=&quot;550&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-fb9dOx8dXh6AtJ9-ko6rbA3-XFgLhyphenhyphenD6X8gSbdius5l7YErJKzUU4Aj6qTCk0aDpDzLkIn6kDOKhF-lzH0SmPZnFHxp39Hj_WwysEsMHbW3ybjjQanKZ2DS3d0ASJzOGRzQQl3bU9MS_razO6_7_aCwSxkGc6CWr-LL2mjrY7u3Wp3vsppw9TUwIBT-X/w384-h640/%C3%89Voc%C3%AALuciaCantinho.jpg&quot; width=&quot;384&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tem alguém&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Morando nos meus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt; Sem nunca ter chegado&lt;br /&gt;Uma presença sem rosto&lt;br /&gt; Um nome que ainda não conheço&lt;br /&gt; Mas que meu coração parece esperar&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu esteja inventando você&lt;br /&gt; Para não me acostumar ao vazio&lt;br /&gt;Ou talvez a vida, em silêncio&lt;br /&gt; Esteja aproximando nossos passos&lt;br /&gt;Se for você, venha devagar&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa dizer nada&lt;br /&gt;Só fique perto o bastante&lt;br /&gt; Para eu entender que algumas esperas&lt;br /&gt; Nunca foram solidão &lt;br /&gt; Eram apenas o amor&lt;br /&gt;Procurando o caminho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;Is It You - Lee Ritemour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/ywFpQS0hjKw?si=_QXXBAdhlmzf91oX&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele percebe uma presença amorosa se
aproximando, não sabe se é uma pessoa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;real ou se o próprio coração está criando
sinais, e fica entre a expectativa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;e o medo de se entregar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/6903256842085407533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/talvez-voce.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/6903256842085407533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/6903256842085407533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/talvez-voce.html' title='Talvez Você'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-fb9dOx8dXh6AtJ9-ko6rbA3-XFgLhyphenhyphenD6X8gSbdius5l7YErJKzUU4Aj6qTCk0aDpDzLkIn6kDOKhF-lzH0SmPZnFHxp39Hj_WwysEsMHbW3ybjjQanKZ2DS3d0ASJzOGRzQQl3bU9MS_razO6_7_aCwSxkGc6CWr-LL2mjrY7u3Wp3vsppw9TUwIBT-X/s72-w384-h640-c/%C3%89Voc%C3%AALuciaCantinho.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-4035121948440876334</id><published>2026-09-07T17:08:15.011-03:00</published><updated>2026-09-07T17:08:15.012-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coração"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eterno"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sentimentos"/><title type='text'>No Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXjJDY3_Ei42sGuq0HYOySPEfPbOzHbT032wxrNLhPSsZxHxJaDNE2CVVWFemLGUIxwN2YcMIrvtba-iOXvyy0S7ldQsQuuucQIv1M1jBffMdUgjkfwIfPMcqQmv7nb-2LiyjYDciDdESfDYLlr0N7fpMCF4mCth3TSbkxSr96Hulfd_RIHCRAViNrIJ97/s978/LuciaCantinho.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;978&quot; data-original-width=&quot;550&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXjJDY3_Ei42sGuq0HYOySPEfPbOzHbT032wxrNLhPSsZxHxJaDNE2CVVWFemLGUIxwN2YcMIrvtba-iOXvyy0S7ldQsQuuucQIv1M1jBffMdUgjkfwIfPMcqQmv7nb-2LiyjYDciDdESfDYLlr0N7fpMCF4mCth3TSbkxSr96Hulfd_RIHCRAViNrIJ97/w360-h640/LuciaCantinho.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando a noite envolve a cidade&lt;br /&gt; Meu pensamento procura abrigo&lt;br /&gt; Naquilo que jamais conseguiu esquecer&lt;br /&gt; E, sem pedir licença, a lembrança floresce&lt;br /&gt; Outra vez em meu íntimo&lt;br /&gt;Talvez o tempo transforme caminhos&lt;br /&gt; Apague pegadas, mude paisagens&lt;br /&gt; Mas existem presenças&lt;br /&gt; Que encontram morada definitiva&lt;br /&gt; Num recanto que ninguém alcança &lt;br /&gt;E assim, mesmo distante&lt;br /&gt; Essa lembrança permanece viva&lt;br /&gt; Guardada no silêncio do peito&lt;br /&gt; Entre as batidas de cada instante&lt;br /&gt; No lugar onde o sentimento&lt;br /&gt; Escolhe permanecer...&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto houver vida&lt;br /&gt; Percorrendo minhas veias&lt;br /&gt; Essa lembrança seguirá guardada&lt;br /&gt; No compasso silencioso do peito&lt;br /&gt; Onde sentimentos verdadeiros&lt;br /&gt; Encontram no coração seu lugar eterno&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Você No Coração   Roupa Nova  (legendado) HD&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Você No Coração Roupa Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/Sm8UQizLwE0?si=e8mIKNM2K0WoD6YW&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um amor intenso e difícil de abandonar. A pessoa sabe que está sofrendo e que o outro não corresponde da mesma forma, mas continua presa aos sentimentos, à esperança e à paixão. No fundo, é sobre amar alguém que não consegue oferecer o mesmo, mesmo sabendo que isso machuca.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4035121948440876334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/no-coracao.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/4035121948440876334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/4035121948440876334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/no-coracao.html' title='No Coração'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXjJDY3_Ei42sGuq0HYOySPEfPbOzHbT032wxrNLhPSsZxHxJaDNE2CVVWFemLGUIxwN2YcMIrvtba-iOXvyy0S7ldQsQuuucQIv1M1jBffMdUgjkfwIfPMcqQmv7nb-2LiyjYDciDdESfDYLlr0N7fpMCF4mCth3TSbkxSr96Hulfd_RIHCRAViNrIJ97/s72-w360-h640-c/LuciaCantinho.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-1519768818861563895</id><published>2026-09-01T14:05:19.821-03:00</published><updated>2026-09-01T14:09:28.705-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inteira"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mulher"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ternura"/><title type='text'>Eu Sou Toda Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrRSWUm51H7TuJHhdE22ly0lBCEh9NZAUidP1B3H1KyiOwrA2Vezrcho-F3AvkUso1xkqXW5RGt-A6qznezCSP-tiCUp5-TOSMHd0FqnVhLLG6HbeytLayKpBA4q2nGR0jRsulssqp8WXS3XewSGg6KrsEyYkL33OmXG493dikpjFUe5OepoN6NiiafIxA/s977/womanluciacantinho.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;977&quot; data-original-width=&quot;550&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrRSWUm51H7TuJHhdE22ly0lBCEh9NZAUidP1B3H1KyiOwrA2Vezrcho-F3AvkUso1xkqXW5RGt-A6qznezCSP-tiCUp5-TOSMHd0FqnVhLLG6HbeytLayKpBA4q2nGR0jRsulssqp8WXS3XewSGg6KrsEyYkL33OmXG493dikpjFUe5OepoN6NiiafIxA/w360-h640/womanluciacantinho.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sou a mulher&lt;br /&gt;Que sente antes das palavras&lt;br /&gt; Que encontra no silêncio&lt;br /&gt; Aquilo que o coração não consegue dizer&lt;br /&gt;Sou fogo e sou abrigo&lt;br /&gt; Tempestade e calmaria&lt;br /&gt; Tenho nas mãos o poder de despertar desejos&lt;br /&gt; E a delicadeza de fazer o amor florescer&lt;br /&gt;Já fui menina de sonhos&lt;br /&gt; Mulher de batalhas&lt;br /&gt; Aquela que amou demais&lt;br /&gt; E aquela que precisou partir&lt;br /&gt;Fui lágrimas escondidas&lt;br /&gt; Recomeços silenciosos&lt;br /&gt; E noites em que precisei me encontrar&lt;br /&gt; Depois de me perder...&lt;br /&gt;Carrego todas essas mulheres em mim&lt;br /&gt; Nenhuma ficou para trás&lt;br /&gt; Cada uma deixou sua marca&lt;br /&gt; Cada uma me ensinou a ser quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, quando me olho no espelho&lt;br /&gt;Já não procuro a mulher perfeita&lt;br /&gt; Reconheço a mulher inteira&lt;br /&gt;Não preciso ser tudo&lt;br /&gt; Nem provar nada a ninguém&lt;br /&gt; Só preciso ser fiel ao que sinto&lt;br /&gt; Livre para amar e corajosa&lt;br /&gt;Para escolher a mim mesma&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou muitas...&lt;br /&gt; Sou fogo, ternura, coragem e liberdade&lt;br /&gt;E em todas as versões que já fui&lt;br /&gt; Existe uma única mulher&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;EU...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;Roboto, Arial, sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m Every Woman - Chaka Khan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/2bVOegcsd3E?si=wH85K0YMlLAr0SnS&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #0d0d0d; font-size: 12.5pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;“I’m Every
Woman” é uma celebração da força, da intuição, da sensualidade e da capacidade
de amar de uma mulher que conhece o próprio valor e abraça tudo o que existe
dentro dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/1519768818861563895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/eu-sou-toda-mulher.html#comment-form' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/1519768818861563895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/1519768818861563895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/09/eu-sou-toda-mulher.html' title='Eu Sou Toda Mulher'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrRSWUm51H7TuJHhdE22ly0lBCEh9NZAUidP1B3H1KyiOwrA2Vezrcho-F3AvkUso1xkqXW5RGt-A6qznezCSP-tiCUp5-TOSMHd0FqnVhLLG6HbeytLayKpBA4q2nGR0jRsulssqp8WXS3XewSGg6KrsEyYkL33OmXG493dikpjFUe5OepoN6NiiafIxA/s72-w360-h640-c/womanluciacantinho.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-6598719428338597145</id><published>2026-08-25T17:18:39.382-03:00</published><updated>2026-08-25T17:18:39.382-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ausência"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coração"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Destino"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saudade"/><title type='text'>O Peso Da Ausência</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigU9sf9a_GrKTsX8bvPQojVhAc1ZJE5M7yodfJYuDTeo4rUbbKHzczDXL2qeowF-SFGJZWHw5qP-SIKV4VtysOail6Dp0bZdRj6lbkA7OUNYItEUjlOW4TOO1YbeTh-l17qvISn1yvjPPGr0WGpeTpwxFIACwjzy5saWt6wA9r2bDzfQgk4Z3xycP5rCVZ/s1066/BlogLucia.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1066&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigU9sf9a_GrKTsX8bvPQojVhAc1ZJE5M7yodfJYuDTeo4rUbbKHzczDXL2qeowF-SFGJZWHw5qP-SIKV4VtysOail6Dp0bZdRj6lbkA7OUNYItEUjlOW4TOO1YbeTh-l17qvISn1yvjPPGr0WGpeTpwxFIACwjzy5saWt6wA9r2bDzfQgk4Z3xycP5rCVZ/w360-h640/BlogLucia.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu coração está inquieto&lt;br /&gt; Porque descobriu você&lt;br /&gt; E ainda não sabe&lt;br /&gt; Como voltar ao normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tento respirar sozinha&lt;br /&gt; Mas o peito desaprendeu o caminho&lt;br /&gt; Desde que te conheci&lt;br /&gt; Meu abrigo ganhou teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você parte&lt;br /&gt; O mundo perde suas cores&lt;br /&gt; As horas ficam sem destino&lt;br /&gt; E até a lua parece distante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é apenas saudade &lt;br /&gt; É esse medo secreto&lt;br /&gt; De descobrir que, sem teus passos&lt;br /&gt; Meus dias não sabem florescer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo como quem segura&lt;br /&gt; A última chama contra o vento&lt;br /&gt; Com as mãos trêmulas&lt;br /&gt; Com medo de que o escuro vença&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E talvez seja esse o meu abismo&lt;br /&gt; Ter feito do teu abraço&lt;br /&gt; A medida da minha felicidade&lt;br /&gt; E da tua ausência&lt;br /&gt; Um céu inteiro desabando&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Restless Heart   Peter Cetera  (TRADUÇÃO) HD  (Lyrics Video)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Peter Cetera -&amp;nbsp;Restless Heart&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/eiGCYjfL4Do?si=Esmafh5baPnmP5B9&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.5pt;&quot;&gt;&quot;Restless Heart&quot; retrata o medo profundo
da solidão e uma forte dependência emocional, onde a felicidade do eu lírico
está totalmente atrelada à presença da pessoa amada. A canção expressa um amor
intenso e dramático, no qual a ausência do parceiro é vivida como o fim do
mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/6598719428338597145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/o-peso-da-ausencia.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/6598719428338597145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/6598719428338597145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/o-peso-da-ausencia.html' title='O Peso Da Ausência'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigU9sf9a_GrKTsX8bvPQojVhAc1ZJE5M7yodfJYuDTeo4rUbbKHzczDXL2qeowF-SFGJZWHw5qP-SIKV4VtysOail6Dp0bZdRj6lbkA7OUNYItEUjlOW4TOO1YbeTh-l17qvISn1yvjPPGr0WGpeTpwxFIACwjzy5saWt6wA9r2bDzfQgk4Z3xycP5rCVZ/s72-w360-h640-c/BlogLucia.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-5759535706045988988</id><published>2026-08-22T15:53:49.547-03:00</published><updated>2026-08-22T15:53:49.547-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="distância"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saudade"/><title type='text'>Ainda Há Tanto De Nós</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdASbD9DXgbwlWKX4-zRCcvIWje4ltLTSzNARV7DY36X52XoA7CU2yQ1zmmMftzeCXChXM7lP110uNUmGisDtrqxInrwNW5GCLkExh3CY4dmEe8ev79UuC2_URLDW359NHOO0n6KZy6_SYeRklLkF0nSOjWZk78idH8SV2CxjyOhDkI_HhVQ38QIOF0bD6/s1672/Lucia%20Cantinho.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1672&quot; data-original-width=&quot;941&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdASbD9DXgbwlWKX4-zRCcvIWje4ltLTSzNARV7DY36X52XoA7CU2yQ1zmmMftzeCXChXM7lP110uNUmGisDtrqxInrwNW5GCLkExh3CY4dmEe8ev79UuC2_URLDW359NHOO0n6KZy6_SYeRklLkF0nSOjWZk78idH8SV2CxjyOhDkI_HhVQ38QIOF0bD6/w360-h640/Lucia%20Cantinho.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há qualquer coisa no teu olhar&lt;br /&gt; Que me leva de volta ao começo&lt;br /&gt; Quando bastava estarmos juntos&lt;br /&gt; Para o mundo perder o peso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda guardo dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt; A ternura daqueles dias&lt;br /&gt; As horas que pareciam breves&lt;br /&gt; As noites que nunca queriam terminar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei quando a distância chegou&lt;br /&gt; Nem por que nos tornamos tão silenciosos&lt;br /&gt; Talvez tenhamos apenas nos perdido&lt;br /&gt; Entre os dias e os nossos próprios medos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando encontro teus olhos&lt;br /&gt; Há algo que não consigo negar&lt;br /&gt; Por trás de tudo o que mudou&lt;br /&gt; Ainda existe vontade de ficar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero voltar ao que passou&lt;br /&gt; Quero descobrir o que ainda podemos ser&lt;br /&gt; Porque aquilo que nasceu entre nós&lt;br /&gt; Não parece pronto para desaparecer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se ainda houver espaço no teu peito&lt;br /&gt; Para tudo aquilo que sentimos&lt;br /&gt; Talvez baste nos aproximarmos outra vez&lt;br /&gt; E lembrar por que um dia nos escolhemos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas que o tempo transforma&lt;br /&gt; Mas nem sempre consegue apagar&lt;br /&gt; E talvez o nosso amor esteja apenas esperando&lt;br /&gt; Que a gente volte a se encontrar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Glenn Medeiros - Remember 4K (Tradução)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Glenn Medeiros - Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/7xn9T44GMS8?si=bWgZ-VWo6qF6ajs0&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A música &quot;Remember&quot; foi lançada exclusivamente como o Lado B do compacto em fita/vinil de &quot;Me - U = Blue&quot; e acabou ficando totalmente fora do CD nacional e internacional de 1990.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A música fala de um amor que acabou ou está se desfazendo, mas que ainda vive na memória e no coração. A pessoa sente saudade, dor e esperança de que os dois possam voltar a ficar juntos. É sobre amor perdido, lembranças e dificuldade de aceitar o fim.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5759535706045988988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/ainda-ha-tanto-de-nos.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/5759535706045988988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/5759535706045988988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/ainda-ha-tanto-de-nos.html' title='Ainda Há Tanto De Nós'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdASbD9DXgbwlWKX4-zRCcvIWje4ltLTSzNARV7DY36X52XoA7CU2yQ1zmmMftzeCXChXM7lP110uNUmGisDtrqxInrwNW5GCLkExh3CY4dmEe8ev79UuC2_URLDW359NHOO0n6KZy6_SYeRklLkF0nSOjWZk78idH8SV2CxjyOhDkI_HhVQ38QIOF0bD6/s72-w360-h640-c/Lucia%20Cantinho.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-595776326872421695</id><published>2026-08-17T21:24:47.044-03:00</published><updated>2026-08-17T21:24:47.045-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Caminho"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Distanciamento"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sentimento"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sozinho"/><title type='text'>“Quando Já Não Sei Como”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Q3PbiypQPq-qo3mQQ506IKjQGgWgrc9Yl40GlaaxFDhvp5gThrL1yll1Nl2aDeUmbHMkk8OcMSPIIxeY8xF92YlXfTlaQhcxa_kEKPcl_q9jh7_uJ_wanGsPOOe7SPwwgMwCn4Weg-D1KycqMLAuVFc9sMbMJL4ewAM2-vZVh_5qaDzuWJgjZVCJLC_Y/s889/Blog.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;889&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Q3PbiypQPq-qo3mQQ506IKjQGgWgrc9Yl40GlaaxFDhvp5gThrL1yll1Nl2aDeUmbHMkk8OcMSPIIxeY8xF92YlXfTlaQhcxa_kEKPcl_q9jh7_uJ_wanGsPOOe7SPwwgMwCn4Weg-D1KycqMLAuVFc9sMbMJL4ewAM2-vZVh_5qaDzuWJgjZVCJLC_Y/w432-h640/Blog.jpg&quot; width=&quot;432&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu tentei encontrar um caminho&lt;br /&gt; Entre aquilo que sentimos&lt;br /&gt; E tudo que deixamos escapar&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes, bastava pouco&lt;br /&gt; Uma palavra no momento certo&lt;br /&gt; Um gesto que dissesse&lt;br /&gt; “Ainda estou aqui”&lt;br /&gt;Mas fomos adiando&lt;br /&gt; O que precisava ser dito&lt;br /&gt; Como quem empurra para amanhã&lt;br /&gt; Algo que já está pesando&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda estendo a mão&lt;br /&gt; Mas já não sei até onde alcanço&lt;br /&gt; Há uma distância entre nós&lt;br /&gt; Que não estava lá antes&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu tenha errado&lt;br /&gt; Talvez você também&lt;br /&gt; Não sei quando começamos&lt;br /&gt; A perder o passo um do outro&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que estou cansada&lt;br /&gt; De procurar uma saída para um lugar&lt;br /&gt; Onde só eu pareço procurar&lt;br /&gt;Não é falta de sentimento&lt;br /&gt; É realmente não saber mais&lt;br /&gt; Quanto de mim ainda posso oferecer&lt;br /&gt;E talvez seja isso o que mais dói&lt;br /&gt;Não querer desistir, mas perceber, aos poucos&lt;br /&gt; Que amar alguém não ensina sozinho&lt;br /&gt; Como permanecer...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;Cynthia Rhodes -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: 700;&quot;&gt;Finding Out The Hard Way&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/dCjPhhQyBs4?si=-ZaD7q4_Ju__YYLC&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;A música fala sobre a dor de ver um relacionamento se desfazer, sem que exista necessariamente um único culpado. É sobre arrependimento, distância e a percepção de que algumas coisas, depois que passam, não podem ser recuperadas. No fundo, é aprender, através da dor, a aceitar aquilo que está desaparecendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/595776326872421695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/quando-ja-nao-sei-como.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/595776326872421695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/595776326872421695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/quando-ja-nao-sei-como.html' title='“Quando Já Não Sei Como”'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Q3PbiypQPq-qo3mQQ506IKjQGgWgrc9Yl40GlaaxFDhvp5gThrL1yll1Nl2aDeUmbHMkk8OcMSPIIxeY8xF92YlXfTlaQhcxa_kEKPcl_q9jh7_uJ_wanGsPOOe7SPwwgMwCn4Weg-D1KycqMLAuVFc9sMbMJL4ewAM2-vZVh_5qaDzuWJgjZVCJLC_Y/s72-w432-h640-c/Blog.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-1006044665112969820</id><published>2026-08-10T17:50:08.843-03:00</published><updated>2026-08-10T17:50:08.843-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Entre Nós"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sentimentos"/><title type='text'>O RISCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggIP1XazcpEovF6pXpL6QR94ac0tkpmrKwN_nOun3UUDJoxBJPjUy5DfxXrRqRGbr8QAMLqO9DwlgBmcIqvizcZpFMTX7Ebi9rnePEdlLTe27EhimEusX5cWS57Uqckkovwhcb6L7d8hrGDVUO0_Wq9vy9S2OB0WCMtbyi9yqs19jaOO94QjxXIeTMNDX/s888/Atrav%C3%A9s%20do%20fogo%20Lucia%20Cantinho.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;888&quot; data-original-width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggIP1XazcpEovF6pXpL6QR94ac0tkpmrKwN_nOun3UUDJoxBJPjUy5DfxXrRqRGbr8QAMLqO9DwlgBmcIqvizcZpFMTX7Ebi9rnePEdlLTe27EhimEusX5cWS57Uqckkovwhcb6L7d8hrGDVUO0_Wq9vy9S2OB0WCMtbyi9yqs19jaOO94QjxXIeTMNDX/w360-h640/Atrav%C3%A9s%20do%20fogo%20Lucia%20Cantinho.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se tudo mudasse depois de hoje&lt;br /&gt; Eu ainda escolheria tentar&lt;br /&gt;Não porque desconheço o preço&lt;br /&gt; Mas porque há sentimentos&lt;br /&gt; Que se tornam maiores&lt;br /&gt; Quando a gente para de fugir deles&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei o que virá depois&lt;br /&gt; Nem o quanto de nós sobreviverá&lt;br /&gt; Às coisas que ainda não conhecemos&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que, se houver uma brecha, um instante&lt;br /&gt; Uma possibilidade pequena sequer&lt;br /&gt; Eu quero estar presente&lt;br /&gt;Não para vencer alguma batalha&lt;br /&gt; Nem para provar coragem&lt;br /&gt;Só para descobrir&lt;br /&gt; Se aquilo que nasceu entre nós&lt;br /&gt; Merecia ter sido vivido&lt;br /&gt;E se amar você exigir&lt;br /&gt; Que eu atravesse lugares&lt;br /&gt; Onde nunca imaginei chegar&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou correr esse risco&lt;br /&gt;Com o coração inquieto&lt;br /&gt; As mãos trêmulas&lt;br /&gt; E nenhuma garantia&lt;br /&gt;Porque, às vezes&lt;br /&gt; O que realmente assusta&lt;br /&gt; Não é atravessar o impossível &lt;br /&gt; É passar a vida imaginando&lt;br /&gt; O que poderia ter acontecido&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Through The Fire   Chaka Khan  (TRADUÇÃO) HD  (Lyrics Video)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Through The Fire - Chaka Khan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/aUrkpuKhMWE?si=L1xwuqsPURPyIXrb&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; font-family: Arial, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Ao falar sobre a disposição de atravessar o fogo, Chaka Khan
recorre a uma imagem que simboliza a coragem de superar obstáculos e fazer
sacrifícios em nome do amor. A metáfora também pode ser relacionada à sua
própria história, marcada por desafios pessoais que a artista já abordou
publicamente e pelos quais o suporte de sua família, sobretudo de seu filho,
teve um papel significativo em sua trajetória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/1006044665112969820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/o-risco.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/1006044665112969820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/1006044665112969820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/o-risco.html' title='O RISCO'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggIP1XazcpEovF6pXpL6QR94ac0tkpmrKwN_nOun3UUDJoxBJPjUy5DfxXrRqRGbr8QAMLqO9DwlgBmcIqvizcZpFMTX7Ebi9rnePEdlLTe27EhimEusX5cWS57Uqckkovwhcb6L7d8hrGDVUO0_Wq9vy9S2OB0WCMtbyi9yqs19jaOO94QjxXIeTMNDX/s72-w360-h640-c/Atrav%C3%A9s%20do%20fogo%20Lucia%20Cantinho.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-3139379991974296673</id><published>2026-08-08T16:17:11.404-03:00</published><updated>2026-08-08T16:17:11.405-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Encontros"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mundo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mãos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Olhos"/><title type='text'>O Que Não Foi Visto</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPOO3F14wQsIjSOzssHtn5Bbx6XNMX2EDtFn3MYZdHsi6j8o2RzUXYE7IOJvU_oecmzNZrapZMKFuiPNe3cp1Tb1NFjy2LFzZjb925uCW-Sud-EQOK4IhMcl2ITRZyDZhbXAqYa8Y9MGL9RgEmDHI2aWAnh8d2teNpqDLQgwW8srat87r82FxLiXYWCJAc/s900/BloggerLucia.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;900&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPOO3F14wQsIjSOzssHtn5Bbx6XNMX2EDtFn3MYZdHsi6j8o2RzUXYE7IOJvU_oecmzNZrapZMKFuiPNe3cp1Tb1NFjy2LFzZjb925uCW-Sud-EQOK4IhMcl2ITRZyDZhbXAqYa8Y9MGL9RgEmDHI2aWAnh8d2teNpqDLQgwW8srat87r82FxLiXYWCJAc/w426-h640/BloggerLucia.jpg&quot; width=&quot;426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; font-size: 12.5pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;“Você foi o amor da minha vida, pena que você nunca acreditou
em mim. Eu nunca te esqueci, você ainda mora aqui no cantinho do meu coração, e
ele está arrumadinho pra você”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;(Celso Adolfo)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não culpo os seus olhos&lt;br /&gt; Por não terem encontrado&lt;br /&gt; Aquilo que eu guardava&lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo que é precioso&lt;br /&gt; Se oferece ao primeiro olhar&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas que a gente cuida&lt;br /&gt; Com tanta delicadeza&lt;br /&gt; Que até as mãos que recebem&lt;br /&gt; Desconhecem o valor que carregam&lt;br /&gt;Talvez essa seja a parte mais difícil&lt;br /&gt;Ter dividido pensamentos&lt;br /&gt; Entregue pequenos silêncios&lt;br /&gt; Construído tantos futuros possíveis&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado de alguém que nunca soube&lt;br /&gt; Que já morava em mim...&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia lembrar-se de nós&lt;br /&gt; Não procure pelo que faltou&lt;br /&gt;Nem todo encontro&lt;br /&gt; É feito para permanecer&lt;br /&gt;Alguns chegam apenas&lt;br /&gt; Para revelar uma parte da gente&lt;br /&gt; Que talvez nunca existisse&lt;br /&gt; Sem aquela passagem...&lt;br /&gt;E quem sabe&lt;br /&gt; Em algum instante perdido do mundo&lt;br /&gt; Duas vidas estiveram tão próximas&lt;br /&gt; Que quase aprenderam a mesma direção&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 2rem; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Nós Dois Celso Adolfo (legendado) HD&quot;&gt;Nós Dois - Celso Adolfo&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/UQ5Kh3oG6fs?si=H8otSoTbiAmX5fGA&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3139379991974296673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/o-que-nao-foi-visto.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/3139379991974296673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/3139379991974296673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/o-que-nao-foi-visto.html' title='O Que Não Foi Visto'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPOO3F14wQsIjSOzssHtn5Bbx6XNMX2EDtFn3MYZdHsi6j8o2RzUXYE7IOJvU_oecmzNZrapZMKFuiPNe3cp1Tb1NFjy2LFzZjb925uCW-Sud-EQOK4IhMcl2ITRZyDZhbXAqYa8Y9MGL9RgEmDHI2aWAnh8d2teNpqDLQgwW8srat87r82FxLiXYWCJAc/s72-w426-h640-c/BloggerLucia.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-5358364841509999314</id><published>2026-08-03T18:13:40.682-03:00</published><updated>2026-08-03T18:13:40.683-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Conflitos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pensamento"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Voz"/><title type='text'>NOSSOS CONFLITOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBaPPajPgFwwdtOURxpwbHIe3zh7HZ0DZFyJez79r_qtcQYLswaviCGJ-CZbxv7ISn88XwC3s28vM-1HWGNOtyudXmFDs4tI5jTLbVmC9-llVcaguMQuCu1IjFLnMpUhFr5mkwBGDR0MPOm4fSl2NzRZUyUmrjEyLaII8V3Ewr1C2bq8QmXxvppAU7VOix/s900/Cria%C3%A7%C3%B5esLucia%20Cantinho.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBaPPajPgFwwdtOURxpwbHIe3zh7HZ0DZFyJez79r_qtcQYLswaviCGJ-CZbxv7ISn88XwC3s28vM-1HWGNOtyudXmFDs4tI5jTLbVmC9-llVcaguMQuCu1IjFLnMpUhFr5mkwBGDR0MPOm4fSl2NzRZUyUmrjEyLaII8V3Ewr1C2bq8QmXxvppAU7VOix/w426-h640/Cria%C3%A7%C3%B5esLucia%20Cantinho.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&quot;O amor não cria todos os nossos conflitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;Muitas vezes, ele apenas revela os que escondíamos de nós mesmos.&quot; (Lucia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: times;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há dias em que o coração &lt;br /&gt;Anda mais depressa que os pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Não porque alguém o empurre&lt;br /&gt; Mas porque certas emoções&lt;br /&gt; Chegam sem pedir licença e nos mostram lugares&lt;br /&gt; Que ainda não conhecemos em nós&lt;br /&gt;Descobri que amar não é perder o caminho&lt;br /&gt;É perceber, às vezes tarde demais&lt;br /&gt; Que os maiores labirintos&lt;br /&gt; Sempre estiveram dentro de nós&lt;br /&gt;Confundimos intensidade com verdade&lt;br /&gt; Entrega com esquecimento&lt;br /&gt; E, sem perceber&lt;br /&gt; Deixamos nossa própria voz&lt;br /&gt; Falar cada vez mais baixo&lt;br /&gt;Então olhamos para quem está ao nosso lado&lt;br /&gt; E pensamos que foi essa pessoa quem nos transformou&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem sempre é assim...&lt;br /&gt;Há sentimentos que apenas iluminam&lt;br /&gt; Aquilo que já existia em silêncio&lt;br /&gt;O amor não cria todos os nossos conflitos&lt;br /&gt; Muitas vezes, ele apenas revela&lt;br /&gt; Os que escondíamos de nós mesmos&lt;br /&gt;E é nesse instante que a alma pede&lt;br /&gt; Para voltar para casa&lt;br /&gt;Não para abandonar quem ama&lt;br /&gt; Nem para fugir do que sente&lt;br /&gt; Mas para reencontrar&lt;br /&gt; O lugar onde a própria essência&lt;br /&gt; Ainda permanece inteira&lt;br /&gt;Talvez amadurecer seja justamente isso&lt;br /&gt;Amar sem entregar ao outro&lt;br /&gt; A responsabilidade pelas batalhas&lt;br /&gt; Que pertencem ao nosso próprio coração&lt;br /&gt;Porque nenhum amor nos salva de nós mesmos&lt;br /&gt;Mas um amor verdadeiro nos inspira&lt;br /&gt; A voltar a quem somos sem deixar de caminhar&lt;br /&gt; Ao lado de quem escolhemos amar. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s My Life - Talk Talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/-qQgI4OYPTY?si=a1OGuFp_R4O8SDet&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;pdq2pgselectionanchorcontainer&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amar pode nos deixar confusos.
Podemos perder a clareza, questionar nossas escolhas e até esquecer quem somos
por um momento. Mas, no fim, ainda precisamos lembrar que a vida é nossa. Os
sentimentos vêm e vão, as dúvidas podem nunca acabar, mas a responsabilidade
por viver e seguir em frente continua sendo nossa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5358364841509999314/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/nossos-conflitos.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/5358364841509999314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/5358364841509999314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/08/nossos-conflitos.html' title='NOSSOS CONFLITOS'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBaPPajPgFwwdtOURxpwbHIe3zh7HZ0DZFyJez79r_qtcQYLswaviCGJ-CZbxv7ISn88XwC3s28vM-1HWGNOtyudXmFDs4tI5jTLbVmC9-llVcaguMQuCu1IjFLnMpUhFr5mkwBGDR0MPOm4fSl2NzRZUyUmrjEyLaII8V3Ewr1C2bq8QmXxvppAU7VOix/s72-w426-h640-c/Cria%C3%A7%C3%B5esLucia%20Cantinho.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-632588920262042416</id><published>2026-07-30T16:59:40.934-03:00</published><updated>2026-07-30T16:59:40.935-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Almas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coração"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Estrelas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lua"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Música"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Noite"/><title type='text'>A Noite Veste Música</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYPSH7qFvIa6juhgbLlg52-REDt8p1So-JqZ2XI5zqIl9rbSCdW4gfSRGyUcGozEYvrZCU0FIa8VJ_F2zg9YR0Zp0QYGhNaBzpiNRxRn7YpkLhPAVhOA-tkFz_xx6ticeQmbr6aG4MtAecgIKC9n0SB6WEcWqRDPPUYyXFa-EXHsmHvP4CNrwZdcW2H6JB/s888/Blog.gif&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;888&quot; data-original-width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYPSH7qFvIa6juhgbLlg52-REDt8p1So-JqZ2XI5zqIl9rbSCdW4gfSRGyUcGozEYvrZCU0FIa8VJ_F2zg9YR0Zp0QYGhNaBzpiNRxRn7YpkLhPAVhOA-tkFz_xx6ticeQmbr6aG4MtAecgIKC9n0SB6WEcWqRDPPUYyXFa-EXHsmHvP4CNrwZdcW2H6JB/w360-h640/Blog.gif&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje a noite não pede estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Ela pede apenas&lt;br /&gt; Que fiquemos assim&lt;br /&gt; Sem pressa&lt;br /&gt; Ouvindo o que existe&lt;br /&gt; Quando o mundo se aquieta&lt;br /&gt;Há uma música escondida&lt;br /&gt; No espaço entre nossas mãos&lt;br /&gt; Na maneira como seu olhar repousa em mim&lt;br /&gt; Como se soubesse de cor&lt;br /&gt; Todos os caminhos percorridos&lt;br /&gt;O que existe entre nós&lt;br /&gt; Já sabe falar por si&lt;br /&gt;Está no café deixado sobre a mesa&lt;br /&gt; No abraço que chega sem aviso&lt;br /&gt; Na cumplicidade dos pequenos gestos&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja isso&lt;br /&gt; Que a noite espera de nós&lt;br /&gt;Não uma canção perfeita&lt;br /&gt; Mas a coragem de deixar o coração&lt;br /&gt; Revelar seu próprio ritmo&lt;br /&gt;Que a lua seja apenas testemunha&lt;br /&gt; Que o silêncio seja nossa harmonia&lt;br /&gt; E que cada instante ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt; Encontre sua própria canção&lt;br /&gt;Porque existem momentos&lt;br /&gt; Que não precisam ser anunciados&lt;br /&gt;Precisam apenas ser sentidos&lt;br /&gt; Como uma música suave&lt;br /&gt; Tocando no escuro&lt;br /&gt; Enquanto duas almas&lt;br /&gt;Continuam dançando&lt;br /&gt; No mesmo compasso...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Set The Night To Music  Roberta Flack feat. Maxi Priest (TRADUÇÃO) HD&quot;&gt;Roberta Flack feat. Maxi Priest -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;Set The Night To Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/MlFbqtYR6uk?si=QmRe0yE-AnI0hTH2&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Há instantes que atravessam o tempo sem fazer ruído. Um
olhar, um compasso, a delicadeza de um encontro bastam para colorir o cotidiano
com novos significados. O que antes parecia apenas passagem torna-se abrigo da
memória, onde sentimentos florescem silenciosamente. Assim, a sensibilidade
encontra melodia, e cada emoção desenha caminhos que permanecem vivos muito
depois do último acorde desaparecer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/632588920262042416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/a-noite-veste-musica.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/632588920262042416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/632588920262042416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/a-noite-veste-musica.html' title='A Noite Veste Música'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYPSH7qFvIa6juhgbLlg52-REDt8p1So-JqZ2XI5zqIl9rbSCdW4gfSRGyUcGozEYvrZCU0FIa8VJ_F2zg9YR0Zp0QYGhNaBzpiNRxRn7YpkLhPAVhOA-tkFz_xx6ticeQmbr6aG4MtAecgIKC9n0SB6WEcWqRDPPUYyXFa-EXHsmHvP4CNrwZdcW2H6JB/s72-w360-h640-c/Blog.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-3015632323055894947</id><published>2026-07-20T17:13:53.344-03:00</published><updated>2026-07-20T17:13:53.345-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Palavra"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Presença"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Verdade"/><title type='text'>Antes Da Última Resposta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6S02RcrT1UhJgnl2j5GIwOJ9YxlHgCIqNOfeUOcCOHsJoiv_-Ngx5CeMCmC-FMppr0_U2KsT4U5pKk_ACfOvjJzByABOx8NHZWk5Mg8D0IjiESIc6EZb9I-Hkpb7NgNaHl_LtfXQrLtp1PwlyphUfmESswmyfjlaDUTd4kT_fubwCzkEGhkL6nGR1uwnP/s1672/%C2%A9LuciaCantinho1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1672&quot; data-original-width=&quot;941&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6S02RcrT1UhJgnl2j5GIwOJ9YxlHgCIqNOfeUOcCOHsJoiv_-Ngx5CeMCmC-FMppr0_U2KsT4U5pKk_ACfOvjJzByABOx8NHZWk5Mg8D0IjiESIc6EZb9I-Hkpb7NgNaHl_LtfXQrLtp1PwlyphUfmESswmyfjlaDUTd4kT_fubwCzkEGhkL6nGR1uwnP/w360-h640/%C2%A9LuciaCantinho1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você mudou devagar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nem aconteceu de uma vez&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nem escolheu um dia para partir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foi como uma casa que continua inteira&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas deixa de acender as luzes ao anoitecer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Até que a escuridão passa a ser tratada&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como parte da rotina...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu percebi antes das palavras&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não quero arrancar promessas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Promessas costumam vestir o medo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Com a roupa da esperança&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só preciso saber se ainda existe um caminho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que você também deseja percorrer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque seguir sozinha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Carregando uma história feita para dois&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;É um cansaço que ninguém merece aprender&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se a resposta for ir embora, não faça isso em parcelas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leve também as incertezas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque elas continuam ocupando os cômodos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mesmo quando alguém já fechou a porta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas se ainda houver, dentro de você&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um motivo que resista ao tempo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então não responda com pressa, responda com presença&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talvez seja tudo o que faltava&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para lembrarmos que algumas histórias&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não terminam por falta de amor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas pela demora de uma verdade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que sempre encontrou coragem tarde demais&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times;&quot;&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Is There Something   Christopher Cross  (TRADUÇÃO) HD  (Lyrics Video)&quot;&gt;Christopher Cross -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;Is There Something&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/2-30radSbjM?si=HTdHl7nSEFDsglfp&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #0f0f0f; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times;&quot;&gt;Essa música fala sobre a dor de perceber que alguém está se afastando emocionalmente, mesmo continuando ao seu lado. Ela mostra que o silêncio pode machucar mais do que a verdade e que o amor começa a se perder quando os sentimentos deixam de ser compartilhados. No fim, fica a certeza de que algumas pessoas podem partir da nossa vida, mas nunca deixam de fazer parte de quem nos tornamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3015632323055894947/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/antes-da-ultima-resposta.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/3015632323055894947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/3015632323055894947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/antes-da-ultima-resposta.html' title='Antes Da Última Resposta'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6S02RcrT1UhJgnl2j5GIwOJ9YxlHgCIqNOfeUOcCOHsJoiv_-Ngx5CeMCmC-FMppr0_U2KsT4U5pKk_ACfOvjJzByABOx8NHZWk5Mg8D0IjiESIc6EZb9I-Hkpb7NgNaHl_LtfXQrLtp1PwlyphUfmESswmyfjlaDUTd4kT_fubwCzkEGhkL6nGR1uwnP/s72-w360-h640-c/%C2%A9LuciaCantinho1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-4972928525769278952</id><published>2026-07-18T16:53:30.179-03:00</published><updated>2026-07-18T16:53:30.179-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ausência"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coragem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eternidade"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Horizonte"/><title type='text'>Entre Nós</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDDIhxVmttE31Dp7NfHfRP5WS3tIFwPEXuHH8_7_82eLL_tTA3HyPryyaj9ydk30KKWAw8V7aL2fOh_p8jTKtjeoCUL8CIpXoCJ8gXHIV0XYFYN073uMocb_EFOb-B6VqWjtFFTwFHwwOEIi_BaZ9xyKC3KZIUaQjTd8wb0nkD_hleQHBrS_IWqUWaki-/s700/%C2%A9LuciaCantinho.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;700&quot; data-original-width=&quot;550&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDDIhxVmttE31Dp7NfHfRP5WS3tIFwPEXuHH8_7_82eLL_tTA3HyPryyaj9ydk30KKWAw8V7aL2fOh_p8jTKtjeoCUL8CIpXoCJ8gXHIV0XYFYN073uMocb_EFOb-B6VqWjtFFTwFHwwOEIi_BaZ9xyKC3KZIUaQjTd8wb0nkD_hleQHBrS_IWqUWaki-/w502-h640/%C2%A9LuciaCantinho.jpg&quot; width=&quot;502&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então você surgiu não como resposta&lt;br /&gt; Mas como aquela rara coincidência&lt;br /&gt;Capaz de reorganizar o destino sem fazer barulho&lt;br /&gt;Há uma serenidade que mora no jeito como você existe&lt;br /&gt; Ela não exige nada do mundo, apenas encosta-se a mim&lt;br /&gt; E, de repente, o peso das horas já não encontra onde repousar&lt;br /&gt;Ao seu lado, descubro que coragem não nasce&lt;br /&gt;Da ausência das quedas&lt;br /&gt; Mas da vontade de continuar caminhando&lt;br /&gt;Porque alguém divide o mesmo horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Seu afeto nunca precisou prometer eternidades&lt;br /&gt; Ele floresce nas pequenas permanências&lt;br /&gt; Na espera sem pressa, na escuta inteira&lt;br /&gt; Na delicadeza de permanecer quando&lt;br /&gt;Tudo seria mais fácil se afastar&lt;br /&gt;Você fez do cotidiano um território improvável&lt;br /&gt; Onde cada gesto simples guarda a grandeza&lt;br /&gt;De um universo recém-criado&lt;br /&gt;Hoje compreendo que existem encontros capazes&lt;br /&gt;De alterar a arquitetura de uma existência&lt;br /&gt; Não porque salvam, mas porque ensinam o coração&lt;br /&gt;A respirar em espaços que antes pareciam inalcançáveis&lt;br /&gt;Se algum mistério sustenta o mundo, talvez seja este&lt;br /&gt; Duas histórias encontrando, uma na outra&lt;br /&gt; O exato lugar onde passam a fazer sentido...&lt;br /&gt;O instante em que sua presença começou a morar nos meus dias&lt;br /&gt; Já não procuro um destino extraordinário...&lt;br /&gt; Basta-me a certeza silenciosa de seguir construindo ao lado&lt;br /&gt;De quem transformou a minha travessia em pertencimento...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Phil Collins - A Groovy Kind Of Love (Tradução e Legenda 4K)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Phil Collins - A Groovy Kind Of Love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/HBTYDIgk9qE?si=xL2ugBYuHrBVHOJh&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Em sua interpretação de A Groovy Kind Of Love, Phil Collins transmite uma visão do amor baseada na simplicidade, na cumplicidade e no conforto emocional. Seu desempenho confere delicadeza à canção, evidenciando que a verdadeira felicidade pode estar presente nos pequenos gestos e na companhia de quem se ama.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4972928525769278952/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/entre-nos.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/4972928525769278952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/4972928525769278952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/entre-nos.html' title='Entre Nós'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDDIhxVmttE31Dp7NfHfRP5WS3tIFwPEXuHH8_7_82eLL_tTA3HyPryyaj9ydk30KKWAw8V7aL2fOh_p8jTKtjeoCUL8CIpXoCJ8gXHIV0XYFYN073uMocb_EFOb-B6VqWjtFFTwFHwwOEIi_BaZ9xyKC3KZIUaQjTd8wb0nkD_hleQHBrS_IWqUWaki-/s72-w502-h640-c/%C2%A9LuciaCantinho.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-2417956634051461590</id><published>2026-07-09T16:03:55.616-03:00</published><updated>2026-07-09T16:03:55.616-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coração"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Destino"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sozinho"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tempo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="verdadeiro"/><title type='text'>A Voz Do Seu Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO23yzzY7h4xiz7kk843H1Vmyu3wAnDYExYSLvw0axlgHuszUWOZ1EY9in8wsEoPzrUTkluIi_pLFA6okoOnJ6rGfflJ8Ei_zCQ0CQwNnApq4TmAnWoFUfPIMhOchiwBVOKCIk9c0TxGdENzL4SK_3hf43ZQt5gNYDNwf5kNnLqa5UmqVeNrB7OBe3vd2l/s1066/Coa%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1066&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO23yzzY7h4xiz7kk843H1Vmyu3wAnDYExYSLvw0axlgHuszUWOZ1EY9in8wsEoPzrUTkluIi_pLFA6okoOnJ6rGfflJ8Ei_zCQ0CQwNnApq4TmAnWoFUfPIMhOchiwBVOKCIk9c0TxGdENzL4SK_3hf43ZQt5gNYDNwf5kNnLqa5UmqVeNrB7OBe3vd2l/w360-h640/Coa%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mesmo quando o caminho parecer incerto&lt;br /&gt; E o silêncio ocupar seus dias&lt;br /&gt; Não deixe de acreditar&lt;br /&gt; Há sonhos que florescem&lt;br /&gt; No tempo exato do coração&lt;br /&gt;Se o medo tocar sua alma&lt;br /&gt; Ouve a voz serena que vive dentro de você&lt;br /&gt; Ela conhece direções que&lt;br /&gt; A razão ainda não consegue enxergar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto descobre seu destino&lt;br /&gt; Meu amor seguirá ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt; Não para mudar seus passos&lt;br /&gt; Mas para lembrar que nunca caminhou sozinho&lt;br /&gt;A distância não enfraquece&lt;br /&gt; O que nasceu para permanecer&lt;br /&gt; Há sentimentos que atravessam o tempo&lt;br /&gt; Vencem as tempestades&lt;br /&gt; E continuam escolhendo o mesmo coração&lt;br /&gt;E quando seus sonhos finalmente&lt;br /&gt; Se tornarem realidade&lt;br /&gt; Vou estar no seu abraço&lt;br /&gt; Celebrando cada conquista&lt;br /&gt; Com a certeza de que o amor verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt; Sempre encontra o caminho de volta...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;Restless Heart - Don&#39;t Ask The Reason Why HD/Tradução&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Restless Heart - Don&#39;t Ask The Reason Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/f9df19Ooiis?si=wsidZ2Sv-5M0Gjxt&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.05); color: #131313; font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A canção &quot;Don&#39;t Ask The Reason Why&quot;, da banda Restless Heart, transmite a ideia de que nem tudo na vida ou no amor pode ser explicado pela lógica. Sua mensagem incentiva a confiar nos próprios sentimentos e na força de uma conexão verdadeira, especialmente quando surgem dúvidas ou incertezas. Presente na trilha sonora do filme O Segredo do Meu Sucesso, a música sugere que, em determinadas situações, ouvir o coração pode ser mais importante do que tentar encontrar respostas racionais para tudo o que se sente.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2417956634051461590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/a-voz-do-seu-coracao.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/2417956634051461590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/2417956634051461590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/a-voz-do-seu-coracao.html' title='A Voz Do Seu Coração'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO23yzzY7h4xiz7kk843H1Vmyu3wAnDYExYSLvw0axlgHuszUWOZ1EY9in8wsEoPzrUTkluIi_pLFA6okoOnJ6rGfflJ8Ei_zCQ0CQwNnApq4TmAnWoFUfPIMhOchiwBVOKCIk9c0TxGdENzL4SK_3hf43ZQt5gNYDNwf5kNnLqa5UmqVeNrB7OBe3vd2l/s72-w360-h640-c/Coa%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426503326954104348.post-1300759775257321311</id><published>2026-07-06T16:44:41.269-03:00</published><updated>2026-07-06T16:47:47.661-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Histórias"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lembranças"/><title type='text'>VOCÊ E EU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQMkFc0Q2_2N8_kwP3lvcH_0BooHNmWwL5lxuotXwuoL3jmeuULpid3m2kfL_KJUuVAc4ULkEdCRosns-t1vcJCyUufQLSWPfg9t27AhG0Q3uNxLIG88PDw4waGgDoYB00cH51pVmt9hSKurSPUk5S98YG2z6chcol7R2hAmh9M4OTab3NBIq-rBMWGw6v/s1010/Eu%20e%20Voc%C3%AA.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1010&quot; data-original-width=&quot;800&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQMkFc0Q2_2N8_kwP3lvcH_0BooHNmWwL5lxuotXwuoL3jmeuULpid3m2kfL_KJUuVAc4ULkEdCRosns-t1vcJCyUufQLSWPfg9t27AhG0Q3uNxLIG88PDw4waGgDoYB00cH51pVmt9hSKurSPUk5S98YG2z6chcol7R2hAmh9M4OTab3NBIq-rBMWGw6v/w506-h640/Eu%20e%20Voc%C3%AA.jpg&quot; width=&quot;506&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Engraçado como a vida continua igual para todo mundo&lt;br /&gt; O trânsito, as contas, o relógio correndo&lt;br /&gt; Mas existe uma diferença que ninguém vê&lt;br /&gt; Agora existe alguém esperando ouvir como foi o meu dia&lt;br /&gt;A gente nem percebe o momento&lt;br /&gt; Em que o outro deixa de ser visita&lt;br /&gt; E passa a morar nos pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Tem dias em que olho para você&lt;br /&gt; E encontro alguém diferente da pessoa que conheci&lt;br /&gt;E gosto disso...&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu também já não sou a mesma&lt;br /&gt;Talvez esse seja o retrato mais bonito do que vivemos&lt;br /&gt; Duas pessoas que tiveram coragem de não permanecer iguais&lt;br /&gt; O resto aconteceu sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pensei que a felicidade fosse tão discreta&lt;br /&gt; Ela chegou sem fazer barulho&lt;br /&gt; Ocupando espaço aos poucos&lt;br /&gt; Até o dia em que a sua ausência passou a mudar tudo&lt;br /&gt; Mesmo quando nada parecia diferente&lt;br /&gt;Ainda me surpreende perceber que você continuou acontecendo&lt;br /&gt; E foi justamente isso que me fez continuar me apaixonando&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas que nunca contei para ninguém&lt;br /&gt; Como o alívio de fazer da sua voz&lt;br /&gt; O primeiro lugar onde quero chegar&lt;br /&gt; Quando a vida me traz uma boa notícia&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja isso...&lt;br /&gt;Não o tempo&lt;br /&gt; Não as promessas&lt;br /&gt; Nem as lembranças&lt;br /&gt;Mas essa vontade bonita&lt;br /&gt; De dividir cada pedaço da vida com alguém&lt;br /&gt; Até os dias que não rendem histórias&lt;br /&gt;Porque, no fim...&lt;br /&gt; Você nunca precisou mudar quem eu era&lt;br /&gt;Bastou ficar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-box-orient: vertical; -webkit-line-clamp: 2; background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #0f0f0f; display: -webkit-box; line-height: 2.8rem; margin: 0px; max-height: 5.6rem; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; word-break: break-word;&quot;&gt;&lt;yt-formatted-string class=&quot;style-scope ytd-watch-metadata&quot; force-default-style=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;You And I  Eddie Rabbitt &amp;amp; Crystal Gayle  (TRADUÇÃO) HD (Lyrics Video)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Eddie Rabbitt &amp;amp; Crystal Gayle -&amp;nbsp;You And I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/yt-formatted-string&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allow=&quot;accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; referrerpolicy=&quot;strict-origin-when-cross-origin&quot; src=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/embed/RCKeFeyMp9I?si=IIX1PdhjxrSPIBXl&quot; title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; width=&quot;560&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Lançada em 1982, a canção &quot;You and I&quot;, interpretada por Eddie Rabbitt e Crystal Gayle, retrata a força de um relacionamento baseado na confiança, na parceria e no desejo de compartilhar a vida. Em tom delicado e emocionante, a música destaca a união do casal, mostrando que o amor verdadeiro oferece segurança, esperança e coragem para enfrentar os desafios que surgem ao longo da caminhada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/feeds/1300759775257321311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/engracado-como-vida-continua-igual-para.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/1300759775257321311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426503326954104348/posts/default/1300759775257321311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://lucia-cantinho.blogspot.com/2026/07/engracado-como-vida-continua-igual-para.html' title='VOCÊ E EU...'/><author><name>Lucia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04937714964123710981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg1pgauEnl8herDpr7OfdRjq4mod_KNwTk9hxj1Z9v6FuKanLRl69HKL0MTfwDcfbaApVwUCxsu7ArGxS275GHNa_zrtQPtNqk39UPKE81r1dfbN9Ss4ZE66K_l_iWLRZmXrLDcDN5TeebTewOcNPvn-uiVdei1VycK-DkiLYAhR5OH4/s1600/Scan.Lucia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQMkFc0Q2_2N8_kwP3lvcH_0BooHNmWwL5lxuotXwuoL3jmeuULpid3m2kfL_KJUuVAc4ULkEdCRosns-t1vcJCyUufQLSWPfg9t27AhG0Q3uNxLIG88PDw4waGgDoYB00cH51pVmt9hSKurSPUk5S98YG2z6chcol7R2hAmh9M4OTab3NBIq-rBMWGw6v/s72-w506-h640-c/Eu%20e%20Voc%C3%AA.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>