<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:43:54.081+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly me to the moon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>580</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8549661806613469454</id><published>2012-02-16T20:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T20:43:54.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing me softly - Fugees &amp; Roberta Flack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpKr-Tf_GZA/Tz1bzWPosJI/AAAAAAAABGE/8T5PSEd1Ubk/s1600/tatiana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpKr-Tf_GZA/Tz1bzWPosJI/AAAAAAAABGE/8T5PSEd1Ubk/s320/tatiana.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tatjana Patitz&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I heard he sang a good song&lt;br /&gt;I heard he had a style &lt;br /&gt;And so I came to see him&lt;br /&gt;and listen for a while and there he was&lt;br /&gt;this young boy, a stranger to my eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers &lt;br /&gt;Singing my life with his words &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/Q0MieWsN6Z8"&gt;Killing me softly&lt;/a&gt; with his song &lt;br /&gt;Telling my whole life with his words &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt all flushed with fever&lt;br /&gt;embarrassed by the crowd &lt;br /&gt;I felt he found my letters&lt;br /&gt;and read each one aloud &lt;br /&gt;I prayed that he would finish&lt;br /&gt;but he just kept right on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8549661806613469454?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8549661806613469454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8549661806613469454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/02/killing-me-softly-fugees-roberta-flack.html' title='Killing me softly - Fugees &amp; Roberta Flack'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpKr-Tf_GZA/Tz1bzWPosJI/AAAAAAAABGE/8T5PSEd1Ubk/s72-c/tatiana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6885948841314122176</id><published>2012-02-12T11:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T11:12:16.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitney Elizabeth Houston (1963 -  2012)</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I want &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/m46nvic8VIA"&gt;one moment in time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm more than I thought I could be&lt;br /&gt;When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away&lt;br /&gt;And the answers are all up to me&lt;br /&gt;Give me one moment in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; When I'm racing with destiny&lt;br /&gt;Then in that one moment of time&lt;br /&gt;I will feel eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0T028UB0jow/ThmBUxkKIhI/AAAAAAAACzQ/4ufInXY-BxY/s1600/young_whitney_houston.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0T028UB0jow/ThmBUxkKIhI/AAAAAAAACzQ/4ufInXY-BxY/s320/young_whitney_houston.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven hear me now&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost without a cause&lt;br /&gt;after giving it my all.&lt;br /&gt;Winter storms have come&lt;br /&gt;and darkened my sun.&lt;br /&gt;After all that I've been through&lt;br /&gt;who on earth can I turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/5Pze_mdbOK8"&gt;I look to you&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6885948841314122176?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6885948841314122176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6885948841314122176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/02/whitney-elizabeth-houston-1963-2012.html' title='Whitney Elizabeth Houston (1963 -  2012)'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0T028UB0jow/ThmBUxkKIhI/AAAAAAAACzQ/4ufInXY-BxY/s72-c/young_whitney_houston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2857892838888501896</id><published>2012-02-10T20:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T20:54:45.019+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacinto Benavente - Poesía</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-tfoi_IJQA/TzV05drVRDI/AAAAAAAABFk/Qfj8hSxBpIw/s1600/lacrymosa-20090607122408-mm_by_ben_ross_14-original.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-tfoi_IJQA/TzV05drVRDI/AAAAAAAABFk/Qfj8hSxBpIw/s320/lacrymosa-20090607122408-mm_by_ben_ross_14-original.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;En el meeting de la Humanidad&lt;br /&gt;millones de seres gritan lo mismo:&lt;br /&gt;¡Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!...&lt;br /&gt;¡Cu, cu, cantaba la rana;&lt;br /&gt;cu, cu, debajo del agua!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; ¡Qué monótona es la rana humana!&lt;br /&gt;¡Qué monótono es el hombre mono!&lt;br /&gt;¡Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!&lt;br /&gt;Y luego: "A mí, para mí,&lt;br /&gt;en mi opinión, a mi entender".&lt;br /&gt;¡Mí, mí, mí, mí!&lt;br /&gt;¡Y en francés hay un "moi"!&lt;br /&gt;¡Oh, el "moi" francés!; ¡ése sí que es grande!&lt;br /&gt;"¡Monsieur, le moi!".&lt;br /&gt;La rana es mejor.&lt;br /&gt;¡Cu, cu, cu, cu, cu!&lt;br /&gt;Sólo los que aman saben decir... ¡Tú!.&lt;br /&gt;J. Benavente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2857892838888501896?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2857892838888501896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2857892838888501896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/02/jacinto-benavente-poesia.html' title='Jacinto Benavente - Poesía'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-tfoi_IJQA/TzV05drVRDI/AAAAAAAABFk/Qfj8hSxBpIw/s72-c/lacrymosa-20090607122408-mm_by_ben_ross_14-original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5455932283216783929</id><published>2012-02-07T20:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T20:38:43.245+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Careless whisper - George Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BICcTaexEQ/TzF9BkPamlI/AAAAAAAABFc/2elyK6MgbJI/s1600/cindy-crawford-vogue-sept94.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BICcTaexEQ/TzF9BkPamlI/AAAAAAAABFc/2elyK6MgbJI/s320/cindy-crawford-vogue-sept94.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cindy Crawford&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so unsure&lt;br /&gt;As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;As the music dies, something in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Calls to mind a silver screen and all those sad goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;Cause guilty feet have got no rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Though it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I know you're not a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known better than to cheat a friend&lt;br /&gt;And waste the chance that I'd been given&lt;br /&gt;So I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;The way I danced with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can never mend&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/fGVkZG0igTs"&gt;careless whispers&lt;/a&gt; of a good friend&lt;br /&gt;To the heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is kind&lt;br /&gt;And there's no comfort in the truth&lt;br /&gt;Pain is all you'll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;Cause guilty feet have got no rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Though it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I know you're not a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known better than to cheat a friend&lt;br /&gt;And waste the chance that I'd been given&lt;br /&gt;So I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;The way I danced with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the music seems so loud&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could lose the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's better this way&lt;br /&gt;We'd hurt each other with the things we want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have been so good together&lt;br /&gt;We could have lived this dance forever&lt;br /&gt;But now who's gonna dance with me?&lt;br /&gt;Please stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;Cause guilty feet have got no rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Though it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;I know you're not a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known better than to cheat a friend&lt;br /&gt;And waste the chance that I'd been given&lt;br /&gt;So I'm never gonna dance again&lt;br /&gt;The way I danced with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5455932283216783929?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5455932283216783929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5455932283216783929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/02/careless-whisper-george-michael.html' title='Careless whisper - George Michael'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BICcTaexEQ/TzF9BkPamlI/AAAAAAAABFc/2elyK6MgbJI/s72-c/cindy-crawford-vogue-sept94.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8133622591197230871</id><published>2012-01-28T22:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:21:39.258+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La Tour de Pise - Jean-François Coen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kj6r47zlR2E/TyRmoIWMfaI/AAAAAAAABFU/XpC0pFq-pa8/s1600/jerry-schatzberg-anne-st-marie-new-york-1958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kj6r47zlR2E/TyRmoIWMfaI/AAAAAAAABFU/XpC0pFq-pa8/s320/jerry-schatzberg-anne-st-marie-new-york-1958.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On fera des voyages&lt;br /&gt;Mon amour si tu es sage&lt;br /&gt;Je suis ton Roméo&lt;br /&gt;Et tu es ma Juliette&lt;br /&gt;Dans les films les héros&lt;br /&gt;Ne sont jamais très nets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu n'étais qu'une touriste&lt;br /&gt;Au pied de la &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/brpB1bPGrig"&gt;tour &lt;/a&gt;de Londres&lt;br /&gt;Au bord de la Tamise&lt;br /&gt;Tu n'étais qu'une touriste&lt;br /&gt;Au pied de la tour de Pise&lt;br /&gt;Attendant qu'elle s'effondre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour corser mon gin-fizz&lt;br /&gt;Tu as rajouté un zeste&lt;br /&gt;De larme dans le shaker&lt;br /&gt;Tu y as perdu ta chemise&lt;br /&gt;Et moi j'ai pris une veste&lt;br /&gt;Dans l'armoire de ton cœur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'étais ton Roméo&lt;br /&gt;Tu étais ma Juliette&lt;br /&gt;Dans les films les héros&lt;br /&gt;Paraissaient très honnêtes&lt;br /&gt;C'est ça l'amour&lt;br /&gt;On dit qu'il coule toujours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vingt-quatre images très floues&lt;br /&gt;Par seconde d'amour fou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8133622591197230871?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8133622591197230871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8133622591197230871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-tour-de-pise-jean-francois-coen.html' title='La Tour de Pise - Jean-François Coen'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kj6r47zlR2E/TyRmoIWMfaI/AAAAAAAABFU/XpC0pFq-pa8/s72-c/jerry-schatzberg-anne-st-marie-new-york-1958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6147244915226273687</id><published>2012-01-26T14:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:59:39.451+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La pluie - Zaz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUgnU8YdgmA/TyFby6ZUfvI/AAAAAAAABFE/PmtWYsVOfTQ/s1600/pariscGO_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUgnU8YdgmA/TyFby6ZUfvI/AAAAAAAABFE/PmtWYsVOfTQ/s1600/pariscGO_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUgnU8YdgmA/TyFby6ZUfvI/AAAAAAAABFE/PmtWYsVOfTQ/s320/pariscGO_c.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Le ciel est gris la pluie s'invite comme par surprise&lt;br /&gt;elle est chez nous et comme un rite qui nous enlise&lt;br /&gt;les parapluies s'ouvrent en cadence&lt;br /&gt;comme une danse,&lt;br /&gt;les gouttes tombent en abondance&lt;br /&gt;sur douce France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tombe tombe tombe &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/NUh0i7tJpTk"&gt;la pluie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en ce jour de dimanche de décembre&lt;br /&gt;à l'ombre des parapluies&lt;br /&gt;les passants se pressent pressent pressent sans attendre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On l'aime parfois elle hausse la voix elle nous bouscule &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elle ne donne plus de ses nouvelles en canicule&lt;br /&gt;puis elle revient comme un besoin par affection&lt;br /&gt;et elle nous chante sa grande chanson&lt;br /&gt;l'inondation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6147244915226273687?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6147244915226273687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6147244915226273687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-pluie-zaz.html' title='La pluie - Zaz'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUgnU8YdgmA/TyFby6ZUfvI/AAAAAAAABFE/PmtWYsVOfTQ/s72-c/pariscGO_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-3945599239907276339</id><published>2012-01-23T20:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:53:26.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ces petits riens - Zaz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3f8fj_honYw/Tx26S2RNGZI/AAAAAAAABE8/udCs28d1aKg/s1600/GRETA_GARBO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3f8fj_honYw/Tx26S2RNGZI/AAAAAAAABE8/udCs28d1aKg/s320/GRETA_GARBO.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greta Garbo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;    Mieux vaut n'penser à rien&lt;br /&gt;Que n'pas penser du tout&lt;br /&gt;Rien c'est déjà&lt;br /&gt;Rien c'est déjà beaucoup&lt;br /&gt;On se souvient de rien&lt;br /&gt;Et puisqu'on oublie tout&lt;br /&gt;Rien c'est bien mieux&lt;br /&gt;Rien c'est bien mieux que tout&lt;br /&gt;Mieux vaut n'penser à rien&lt;br /&gt;Que de penser à vous&lt;br /&gt;Ça ne me vaut rien&lt;br /&gt;Ça ne me vaut rien du tout&lt;br /&gt;Comme si de rien&lt;br /&gt;N'était je pense à tous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/mW0qNHnlWSQ"&gt;Ces petits riens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qui me venaient de vous&lt;br /&gt;Si c'était trois fois rien&lt;br /&gt;Trois fois rien entre nous&lt;br /&gt;Evidemment&lt;br /&gt;Cà ne fait pas beaucoup&lt;br /&gt;Ce sont ces petits riens&lt;br /&gt;Que j'ai mis bout à bout&lt;br /&gt;Ces petits riens&lt;br /&gt;Qui me venaient de vous&lt;br /&gt;Mieux vaut pleurer de rien&lt;br /&gt;Que de rire de tout&lt;br /&gt;Pleurer pour un rien&lt;br /&gt;C'est déjà beaucoup&lt;br /&gt;Mais vous vous n'avez rien&lt;br /&gt;Dans le cœur et j'avoue&lt;br /&gt;Je vous envie&lt;br /&gt;Je vous en veux beaucoup&lt;br /&gt;Ce sont ces petits riens&lt;br /&gt;Qui me venaient de vous&lt;br /&gt;Les voulez-vous ?&lt;br /&gt;Tenez ! que voulez-vous ?&lt;br /&gt;Moi je ne veux pour rien&lt;br /&gt;Au monde plus rien de vous&lt;br /&gt;Pour être à vous&lt;br /&gt;Faut être à moitié fou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-3945599239907276339?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3945599239907276339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3945599239907276339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/ces-petits-riens-zaz.html' title='Ces petits riens - Zaz'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3f8fj_honYw/Tx26S2RNGZI/AAAAAAAABE8/udCs28d1aKg/s72-c/GRETA_GARBO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-4167572079189208072</id><published>2012-01-22T12:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T12:11:53.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If I told you that - Whitney Houston &amp; George Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;(If I told you that) I wanted to see you &lt;br /&gt;(And if I told you that) I beg to please you &lt;br /&gt;(If I told you that) I'll always keep you &lt;br /&gt;What would you say (if I told you that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me how you feel if I told &lt;br /&gt;You that I have feelings for you &lt;br /&gt;And would it be so wrong to say &lt;br /&gt;What's on my mind &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I have to&lt;br /&gt;We were friends but with time &lt;br /&gt;What I feel inside for you has changed &lt;br /&gt;But I'd give up on love, if I thought &lt;br /&gt;That it was untrue for you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(If I told you that) I wanted to see you &lt;br /&gt;(And if I told you that) I beg to please you &lt;br /&gt;(If I told you that) I'll always keep you &lt;br /&gt;What would you say (if I told you that)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know that we were just friends &lt;br /&gt;But what if I decide to bring somethings in &lt;br /&gt;I hope it won't offend the trust &lt;br /&gt;We have cause I don't want this to end&lt;br /&gt;If you think that we'll lose what we have &lt;br /&gt;Then I'd just rather stay (rather stay) the same &lt;br /&gt;(I'd rather stay the same) &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't wanna choose &lt;br /&gt;Between two of the most precious things to me &lt;br /&gt;(tell me)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(If I told you that) I wanted to see you &lt;br /&gt;(And if I told you that) I beg to please you &lt;br /&gt;(If I told you that) I'll always keep you &lt;br /&gt;What would you say (if I told you that)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If we take this chance and extend &lt;br /&gt;To each other romance &lt;br /&gt;I hope it would be &lt;br /&gt;The right thing for you and me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(If I told you that) I wanted to see you &lt;br /&gt;(And if I told you that) I beg to please you &lt;br /&gt;(If I told you that) I'll always keep you &lt;br /&gt;What would you say &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/7EjfbyCpAxA"&gt;(if I told you that)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you be there for me &lt;br /&gt;Could you dare to hold me &lt;br /&gt;Will my feelings leave me &lt;br /&gt;Lonely if I told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euR-1vJyFak/Txvu1cPJkHI/AAAAAAAABE0/I0H654bcwKs/s1600/jacqueline+bisset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euR-1vJyFak/Txvu1cPJkHI/AAAAAAAABE0/I0H654bcwKs/s320/jacqueline+bisset.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacqueline Bisset&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-4167572079189208072?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4167572079189208072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4167572079189208072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-i-told-you-that-whitney-houston.html' title='If I told you that - Whitney Houston &amp; George Michael'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euR-1vJyFak/Txvu1cPJkHI/AAAAAAAABE0/I0H654bcwKs/s72-c/jacqueline+bisset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-4304225326771855654</id><published>2012-01-16T21:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:24:20.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Marilyn Monroe quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A wise girl kisses but doesn’t love, listens but doesn’t believe, and leaves before she is left.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wI-9KS2uFS8/TxSHHpXAlDI/AAAAAAAABEo/xTQtu635Kgw/s1600/fr%25C3%25ADomarilyn-monroe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wI-9KS2uFS8/TxSHHpXAlDI/AAAAAAAABEo/xTQtu635Kgw/s320/fr%25C3%25ADomarilyn-monroe.jpg" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-4304225326771855654?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4304225326771855654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4304225326771855654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/marilyn-monroe-quote.html' title='Marilyn Monroe quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wI-9KS2uFS8/TxSHHpXAlDI/AAAAAAAABEo/xTQtu635Kgw/s72-c/fr%25C3%25ADomarilyn-monroe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-439050803184157166</id><published>2012-01-16T21:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:22:18.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Englishman in New York - Sting</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOiknsZEX70/TxSGmkeLS8I/AAAAAAAABEg/Jw7Bzn5BocA/s1600/ea14cca49_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOiknsZEX70/TxSGmkeLS8I/AAAAAAAABEg/Jw7Bzn5BocA/s320/ea14cca49_o.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brigitte Bardot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;If "manners maketh man" as someone said&lt;br /&gt;Then he's the hero of the day&lt;br /&gt;It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself no matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;I'm an &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/oKAb-VOit0Q"&gt;alien &lt;/a&gt;i'm a legal alien!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-439050803184157166?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/439050803184157166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/439050803184157166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/englishman-in-new-york-sting.html' title='Englishman in New York - Sting'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOiknsZEX70/TxSGmkeLS8I/AAAAAAAABEg/Jw7Bzn5BocA/s72-c/ea14cca49_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2481802207294141208</id><published>2012-01-15T11:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T11:15:14.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando muere una lengua - Miguel León - Portilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Cuando muere una lengua.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando muere una lengua&lt;br /&gt;las cosas divinas,&lt;br /&gt;estrellas, sol y luna;&lt;br /&gt;las cosas humanas,&lt;br /&gt;pensar y sentir,&lt;br /&gt;no se reflejan ya&lt;br /&gt;en ese espejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando muere una lengua&lt;br /&gt;todo lo que hay en el mundo,&lt;br /&gt;mares y ríos,&lt;br /&gt;animales y plantas,&lt;br /&gt;ni se piensan, ni pronuncian&lt;br /&gt;con atisbos y sonidos&lt;br /&gt;que no existen ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando muere una lengua&lt;br /&gt;entonces se cierra&lt;br /&gt;a todos los pueblos del mundo&lt;br /&gt;una ventana, una puerta,&lt;br /&gt;un asomarse&lt;br /&gt;de modo distinto&lt;br /&gt;a cuanto es ser y vida en la tierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando muere una lengua,&lt;br /&gt;sus palabras de amor,&lt;br /&gt;entonación de dolor y querencia,&lt;br /&gt;tal vez viejos cantos,&lt;br /&gt;relatos, discursos, plegarias,&lt;br /&gt;nadie, cual fueron,&lt;br /&gt;alcanzará a repetir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando muere una lengua,&lt;br /&gt;ya muchas han muerto&lt;br /&gt;y muchas pueden morir.&lt;br /&gt;Espejos para siempre quebrados,&lt;br /&gt;sombra de voces&lt;br /&gt;para siempre acalladas:&lt;br /&gt;la humanidad se empobrece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ihcuac thalhtolli ye miqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="texto"&gt;Ihcuac tlahtolli ye miqui&lt;br /&gt;mochi in teoyotl,&lt;br /&gt;cicitlaltin, tonatiuh ihuan metztli;&lt;br /&gt;mochi in tlacayotl,&lt;br /&gt;neyolnonotzaliztli ihuan huelicamatiliztli,&lt;br /&gt;ayocmo neci&lt;br /&gt;inon tezcapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihcuac tlahtolli ye miqui,&lt;br /&gt;mochi tlamantli in cemanahuac,&lt;br /&gt;teoatl, atoyatl,&lt;br /&gt;yolcame, cuauhtin ihuan xihuitl&lt;br /&gt;ayocmo nemililoh, ayocmo tenehualoh,&lt;br /&gt;tlachializtica ihuan caquiliztica&lt;br /&gt;ayocmo nemih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inhuac tlahtolli ye miqui,&lt;br /&gt;cemihcac motzacuah&lt;br /&gt;nohuian altepepan&lt;br /&gt;in tlanexillotl, in quixohuayan.&lt;br /&gt;In ye tlamahuizolo&lt;br /&gt;occetica&lt;br /&gt;in mochi mani ihuan yoli in tlalticpac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihcuac tlahtolli ye miqui,&lt;br /&gt;itlazohticatlahtol,&lt;br /&gt;imehualizeltemiliztli ihuan tetlazotlaliztli,&lt;br /&gt;ahzo huehueh cuicatl,&lt;br /&gt;ahnozo tlahtolli, tlatlauhtiliztli,&lt;br /&gt;amaca, in yuh ocatcah,&lt;br /&gt;hueliz occepa quintenquixtiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihcuac tlahtolli ye miqui,&lt;br /&gt;occequintin ye omiqueh&lt;br /&gt;ihuan miec huel miquizqueh.&lt;br /&gt;Tezcatl maniz puztecqui,&lt;br /&gt;netzatzililiztli icehuallo&lt;br /&gt;cemihcac necahualoh:&lt;br /&gt;totlacayo motolinia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="autor_titulo"&gt;Miguel León-Portilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="autor_titulo"&gt;Antropólogo e historiador mexicano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="autor_titulo"&gt;Poema en español y en náhuatl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2481802207294141208?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2481802207294141208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2481802207294141208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/cuando-muere-una-lengua-miguel-leon.html' title='Cuando muere una lengua - Miguel León - Portilla'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5200385831896672067</id><published>2012-01-15T11:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T11:08:42.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Castelao quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKi3VtazwGY/TxKlZLR-7uI/AAAAAAAABEY/NhVZp72qHGc/s1600/castelao_1_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKi3VtazwGY/TxKlZLR-7uI/AAAAAAAABEY/NhVZp72qHGc/s320/castelao_1_1.jpg" width="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;A nosa "lingua rústica" vive porque aínda temos moito que decir nela.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/LMI_naT2u4k"&gt;Castelao&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5200385831896672067?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5200385831896672067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5200385831896672067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/castelao-quote.html' title='Castelao quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKi3VtazwGY/TxKlZLR-7uI/AAAAAAAABEY/NhVZp72qHGc/s72-c/castelao_1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8982742451464475884</id><published>2012-01-15T11:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T11:04:55.257+01:00</updated><title type='text'>David Crystall quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;The  world is a mosaic of visions, and each vision is encapsulated by a  language... Every time a language is lost, one vision of the world  disappears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;David Crystall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O00LwsxhR1s/TxKkbZn9C1I/AAAAAAAABEQ/TxjyNCjy7Qw/s1600/chaqutalana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O00LwsxhR1s/TxKkbZn9C1I/AAAAAAAABEQ/TxjyNCjy7Qw/s320/chaqutalana.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8982742451464475884?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8982742451464475884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8982742451464475884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/david-crystall-quote.html' title='David Crystall quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O00LwsxhR1s/TxKkbZn9C1I/AAAAAAAABEQ/TxjyNCjy7Qw/s72-c/chaqutalana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6232312759826048510</id><published>2012-01-13T21:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T21:10:03.694+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eri piccola così - Fred Buscaglione</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PGxONlIdHBo/TxCPd0HFPTI/AAAAAAAABEI/42vQaPa9l2A/s1600/Nueva+imagen.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PGxONlIdHBo/TxCPd0HFPTI/AAAAAAAABEI/42vQaPa9l2A/s320/Nueva+imagen.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="testo"&gt;&amp;nbsp;T’ho veduta. &lt;br /&gt;T’ho seguita. &lt;br /&gt;T’ho fermata. &lt;br /&gt;T’ho baciata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/NSiGcGgOtZw"&gt;eri piccola&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;piccola, piccola, &lt;br /&gt;così! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M’hai guardato. &lt;br /&gt;Hai taciuto. &lt;br /&gt;ho pensato: &lt;br /&gt;"Beh, son piaciuto". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eri piccola, &lt;br /&gt;piccola, piccola, &lt;br /&gt;così! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi, &lt;br /&gt;è nato il nostro folle amore, &lt;br /&gt;che, &lt;br /&gt;ripenso ancora con terrore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M’hai stregato. &lt;br /&gt;T’ho creduta. &lt;br /&gt;L'hai voluto. &lt;br /&gt;T’ho sposata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eri piccola, &lt;br /&gt;piccola, piccola, &lt;br /&gt;sì, così! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T’ho viziata, &lt;br /&gt;coccolata, &lt;br /&gt;latte, burro, &lt;br /&gt;marmellata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eri piccola, &lt;br /&gt;piccola, piccola, &lt;br /&gt;così! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cretino &lt;br /&gt;sono stato, &lt;br /&gt;anche il gatto &lt;br /&gt;m’hai venduto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma eri piccola, &lt;br /&gt;eh già, piccola, piccola, &lt;br /&gt;così! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu, &lt;br /&gt;fumavi mille sigarette. &lt;br /&gt;Io, &lt;br /&gt;facevo il grano col tresette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi un giorno &lt;br /&gt;m’hai piantato &lt;br /&gt;per un tipo spappolato. &lt;br /&gt;T’ho cercato, &lt;br /&gt;l'ho scovato, &lt;br /&gt;l'ho guardato, &lt;br /&gt;s’è squagliato. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quattro schiaffi t’ho servito, &lt;br /&gt;Tu mi hai detto:"Disgraziato!". &lt;br /&gt;La pistola m’hai puntato, eh, &lt;br /&gt;ed un colpo m’hai sparato. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sì… &lt;br /&gt;Spara… (bang). &lt;br /&gt;Spara… (bang), &lt;br /&gt;e spara… (bang) &lt;br /&gt;khoff, khoff , khoff, khoff , (colpi di tosse) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pensare che eri piccola, &lt;br /&gt;ma piccola, &lt;br /&gt;tanto piccola, &lt;br /&gt;così!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6232312759826048510?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6232312759826048510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6232312759826048510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/eri-piccola-cosi-fred-buscaglione.html' title='Eri piccola così - Fred Buscaglione'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PGxONlIdHBo/TxCPd0HFPTI/AAAAAAAABEI/42vQaPa9l2A/s72-c/Nueva+imagen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2595018811138166725</id><published>2012-01-07T14:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T14:05:12.433+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One more try - George Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFAzX1n7Gnk/TwhCsYp5W6I/AAAAAAAABEA/6OY-4eukt2Y/s1600/christy-turlington-en-vogue-usa-mayo-1991-por-patrick-demarchelier.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFAzX1n7Gnk/TwhCsYp5W6I/AAAAAAAABEA/6OY-4eukt2Y/s320/christy-turlington-en-vogue-usa-mayo-1991-por-patrick-demarchelier.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christy Turlington&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I've had enough of danger&lt;br /&gt;And people on the streets&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking out for angels&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to find some peace&lt;br /&gt;Now I think it's time&lt;br /&gt;That you let me know&lt;br /&gt;So if you love me&lt;br /&gt;Say you love me&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't just let me go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause teacher&lt;br /&gt;There are things that I don't want to learn&lt;br /&gt;And the last one I had &lt;br /&gt;Made me cry&lt;br /&gt;So I don't want to learn to&lt;br /&gt;Hold you, touch you&lt;br /&gt;Think that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Because it ain't no joy&lt;br /&gt;For an uptown boy&lt;br /&gt;Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were just a stranger&lt;br /&gt;And I was at your feet&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel the danger&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel the heat&lt;br /&gt;That look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Telling me no&lt;br /&gt;So you think that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the song, I know it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Just let me go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And teacher&lt;br /&gt;There are things&lt;br /&gt;That I don't want to learn&lt;br /&gt;Oh the last one I had&lt;br /&gt;Made me cry&lt;br /&gt;So I don't want to learn to&lt;br /&gt;Hold you, touch you&lt;br /&gt;Think that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Because it ain't no joy&lt;br /&gt;For an uptown boy&lt;br /&gt;Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you say that you need me&lt;br /&gt;That you'll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wrong, you're not that strong&lt;br /&gt;Let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And teacher&lt;br /&gt;There are things&lt;br /&gt;That I still have to learn&lt;br /&gt;But the one thing I have is my pride&lt;br /&gt;Oh so I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Hold you, touch you&lt;br /&gt;Think that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Because there ain't no joy&lt;br /&gt;For an uptown boy&lt;br /&gt;Who just isn't willing to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold&lt;br /&gt;Inside&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/DhlkEDY_O84"&gt;one  more try&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2595018811138166725?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2595018811138166725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2595018811138166725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-more-try-george-michael.html' title='One more try - George Michael'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFAzX1n7Gnk/TwhCsYp5W6I/AAAAAAAABEA/6OY-4eukt2Y/s72-c/christy-turlington-en-vogue-usa-mayo-1991-por-patrick-demarchelier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-4202436626630384118</id><published>2012-01-06T11:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T11:41:36.412+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Cross - Gossip</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-gPzA9r-Lw/TwbPc-rkAwI/AAAAAAAABD4/cZ173pFpZg0/s1600/kate2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-gPzA9r-Lw/TwbPc-rkAwI/AAAAAAAABD4/cZ173pFpZg0/s320/kate2.bmp" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate Moss&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It's a cruel cruel world, to face on your own,&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/5mQVljB7JGw"&gt;heavy cross&lt;/a&gt;, to carry alone,&lt;br /&gt;The lights are on, but everyone's gone, and it's cruel&lt;br /&gt;It's a funny way, to make ends meet,&lt;br /&gt;when the lights are out on every street,&lt;br /&gt;It feels alright, but never complete, without you,&lt;br /&gt;I trust you, if it's already been done, undo it,&lt;br /&gt;It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it,&lt;br /&gt;On the rainy nights, even the coldest days,&lt;br /&gt;you're moments ago, but seconds away,&lt;br /&gt;The principal of Nature, it's true but, it's a cruel world,&lt;br /&gt;We can play it safe, or play it cool,&lt;br /&gt;follow the leader, or make up all the rules,&lt;br /&gt;whatever you want, the choice is yours, so choose,&lt;br /&gt;I trust you, if it's already been done, undo it,&lt;br /&gt;It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-4202436626630384118?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4202436626630384118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4202436626630384118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/heavy-cross-gossip.html' title='Heavy Cross - Gossip'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-gPzA9r-Lw/TwbPc-rkAwI/AAAAAAAABD4/cZ173pFpZg0/s72-c/kate2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6034745610581901054</id><published>2012-01-05T09:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T09:59:56.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feriado Pessoal - Bruna Caram</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4fUUXjwI3HA/TwVmUwl8AqI/AAAAAAAABDw/YiikeC-eR4k/s1600/Brigitte%252BBardot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4fUUXjwI3HA/TwVmUwl8AqI/AAAAAAAABDw/YiikeC-eR4k/s320/Brigitte%252BBardot.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brigitte Bardot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;    Hoje enfim eu dei o fora&lt;br /&gt;(Bem na hora)&lt;br /&gt;Arranquei a amarra&lt;br /&gt;Vou cair na farra&lt;br /&gt;Tchau!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não tem fria&lt;br /&gt;Não tem freio, não tem fila&lt;br /&gt;Não tem fardo -&lt;br /&gt;É &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/KJoYyF55q_k"&gt;feriado pessoal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu dei no pé&lt;br /&gt;Te dei um pé&lt;br /&gt;Só peço um doce vento&lt;br /&gt;E pra você, um pouco mais de sal&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o sol declara o fim da guerra&lt;br /&gt;E não vou dar o troco:&lt;br /&gt;Tu foi muito pouco&lt;br /&gt;Pra eu ficar fazendo carnaval&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o mundo gira&lt;br /&gt;Eu viro a mesa&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa&lt;br /&gt;Ficar contigo deu despesa&lt;br /&gt;Te deixar vai ser de graça&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o mundo gira&lt;br /&gt;Que beleza: a gente passa!&lt;br /&gt;Ficar contigo deu despesa&lt;br /&gt;Te deixar vai ser de graça&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o mundo gira&lt;br /&gt;Que beleza: a gente passa!&lt;br /&gt;Ficar contigo deu despesa&lt;br /&gt;E além de chato já perdeu a graça&lt;br /&gt;Te deixar vai ser de graça&lt;br /&gt;E se quiser saber se eu fico bem assim,&lt;br /&gt;Confie em mim:&lt;br /&gt;É impossível ser melhor&lt;br /&gt;Muito ajuda quem não atrapalha&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer canto tem outro canalha&lt;br /&gt;Eu não fico só &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6034745610581901054?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6034745610581901054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6034745610581901054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/feriado-pessoal-bruna-caram.html' title='Feriado Pessoal - Bruna Caram'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4fUUXjwI3HA/TwVmUwl8AqI/AAAAAAAABDw/YiikeC-eR4k/s72-c/Brigitte%252BBardot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7649165197407472803</id><published>2012-01-04T14:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:13:55.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the river run - Carly Simon</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0CkuJIE-cw/TwRQYjGl-KI/AAAAAAAABDk/dMCZdMYXpfs/s1600/charlotte_rampling_photo_23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0CkuJIE-cw/TwRQYjGl-KI/AAAAAAAABDk/dMCZdMYXpfs/s320/charlotte_rampling_photo_23.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlotte Rampling&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're coming to the edge,&lt;br /&gt;Running on the water,&lt;br /&gt;Coming through the fog,&lt;br /&gt;Your sons and daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/cv-0mmVnxPA"&gt;Let the river run&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Let all the dreamers&lt;br /&gt;Wake the nation.&lt;br /&gt;Come, the New Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver cities rise,&lt;br /&gt;The morning lights&lt;br /&gt;The streets that meet them,&lt;br /&gt;And sirens call them on&lt;br /&gt;With a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's asking for the taking.&lt;br /&gt;Trembling, shaking.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my heart is aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're coming to the edge,&lt;br /&gt;Running on the water,&lt;br /&gt;Coming through the fog,&lt;br /&gt;Your sons and daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the great and small&lt;br /&gt;Stand on a star&lt;br /&gt;And blaze a trail of desire&lt;br /&gt;Through the dark'ning dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's asking for the taking.&lt;br /&gt;Come run with me now,&lt;br /&gt;The sky is the color of blue&lt;br /&gt;You've never even seen&lt;br /&gt;In the eyes of your lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my heart is aching.&lt;br /&gt;We're coming to the edge,&lt;br /&gt;Running on the water,&lt;br /&gt;Coming through the fog,&lt;br /&gt;Your sons and daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's asking for the taking.&lt;br /&gt;Trembling, shaking.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my heart is aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're coming to the edge,&lt;br /&gt;Running on the water,&lt;br /&gt;Coming through the fog,&lt;br /&gt;Your sons and daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the river run,&lt;br /&gt;Let all the dreamers&lt;br /&gt;Wake the nation.&lt;br /&gt;Come, the New Jerusalem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7649165197407472803?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7649165197407472803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7649165197407472803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/let-river-run-carly-simon.html' title='Let the river run - Carly Simon'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0CkuJIE-cw/TwRQYjGl-KI/AAAAAAAABDk/dMCZdMYXpfs/s72-c/charlotte_rampling_photo_23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2420943611551676448</id><published>2012-01-03T13:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:14:48.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La groupie du pianiste - Michel Berger</title><content type='html'>Elle passe ses nuits sans dormir &lt;br /&gt;À gâcher son bel avenir, &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/ZASyGlGf-JY"&gt;la groupie du pianiste. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dieu que cette fille a l'air triste &lt;br /&gt;Amoureuse d'un égoïste, la groupie du pianiste. &lt;br /&gt;Elle fout toute sa vie en l'air et toute sa vie, c'est pas grand-chose. &lt;br /&gt;Qu'est-ce qu'elle aurait bien pu faire, à part rêver seule dans son lit &lt;br /&gt;Le soir entre ses draps roses ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle passe sa vie à l'attendre &lt;br /&gt;Pour un mot, pour un geste tendre, la groupie du pianiste. &lt;br /&gt;Devant l'hôtel, dans les coulisses &lt;br /&gt;Elle rêve de la vie d'artiste, la groupie du pianiste. &lt;br /&gt;Elle le suivrait jusqu'en enfer et même l'enfer, c'est pas grand-chose &lt;br /&gt;À côté d'être seule sur terre et elle y pense dans son lit &lt;br /&gt;Le soir entre ses draps roses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle l'aime, elle l'adore. &lt;br /&gt;Plus que tout elle l'aime, c'est beau comme elle l'aime. &lt;br /&gt;Elle l'aime, elle l'adore. &lt;br /&gt;C'est fou comme elle aime, c'est beau comme elle l'aime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il a des droits sur son sourire. &lt;br /&gt;Elle a des droits sur ses désirs, la groupie du pianiste. &lt;br /&gt;Elle sait rester là sans rien dire &lt;br /&gt;Pendant que lui joue ses délires, la groupie du pianiste. &lt;br /&gt;Quand le concert est terminé, elle met ses mains sur le clavier &lt;br /&gt;En rêvant qu'il va l'emmener passer le reste de sa vie &lt;br /&gt;Tout simplement à l'écouter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle sait comprendre sa musique. &lt;br /&gt;Elle sait oublier qu'elle existe, la groupie du pianiste. &lt;br /&gt;Mais Dieu que cette fille prend des risques &lt;br /&gt;Amoureuse d'un égoïste, la groupie du pianiste. &lt;br /&gt;Elle fout toute sa vie en l'air et toute sa vie c'est pas grand-chose. &lt;br /&gt;Qu'est-ce qu'elle aurait bien pu faire, à part rêver seule dans son lit &lt;br /&gt;Le soir entre ses draps roses ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle l'aime, elle l'adore. &lt;br /&gt;Plus que tout elle l'aime, c'est beau comme elle l'aime. &lt;br /&gt;Elle l'aime, elle l'adore. &lt;br /&gt;C'est fou comme elle aime, c'est beau comme elle l'aime. &lt;br /&gt;La groupie du pianiste ! La groupie du pianiste !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TquCT4srSKc/TwLxEB8Is9I/AAAAAAAABDY/lWdgdxcwR7c/s1600/natashabeauty2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TquCT4srSKc/TwLxEB8Is9I/AAAAAAAABDY/lWdgdxcwR7c/s320/natashabeauty2.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Natasha Poly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2420943611551676448?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2420943611551676448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2420943611551676448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-groupie-du-pianiste-michel-berger.html' title='La groupie du pianiste - Michel Berger'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TquCT4srSKc/TwLxEB8Is9I/AAAAAAAABDY/lWdgdxcwR7c/s72-c/natashabeauty2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-3503257158894342898</id><published>2012-01-01T21:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:21:55.522+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La Voz Dormida - Dulce Chacón (frase)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Procura no herir tu corazón en su escarcha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;No dejes que se enrede en el reloj el azul de tus ojos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://swopshop.ie/resources/7%20%27Marilyn%20Monroe%20Ballet%20Dancer%27%20-%20%20Milton%20H.%20Greene%201954.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://swopshop.ie/resources/7%20%27Marilyn%20Monroe%20Ballet%20Dancer%27%20-%20%20Milton%20H.%20Greene%201954.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-3503257158894342898?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3503257158894342898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3503257158894342898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-voz-dormida-quote.html' title='La Voz Dormida - Dulce Chacón (frase)'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8025823842100229107</id><published>2011-12-29T16:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T16:04:50.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Una estrella en mi jardín - Mari Trini</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magxone.com/uploads/2010/02/Helena-Christensen-Elle-Belgium-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.magxone.com/uploads/2010/02/Helena-Christensen-Elle-Belgium-5.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helena Christensen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Llegó sin permiso la estrella de antaño,&lt;br /&gt;la que antes era solo luz.&lt;br /&gt;Cayo de repente desde el azul del mundo,&lt;br /&gt;y el corazon se me encogió.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora ya sé donde te escondes tú,&lt;br /&gt;ahora ya sé en donde habitas tú,&lt;br /&gt;pero no sé el por qué has venido de nuevo, aqui, a mi jardín.&lt;br /&gt;Por qué a mí, se me ha caido &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/e9hBU6N6784"&gt;una estrella en mi jardín&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora no sé qué hacer contigo,&lt;br /&gt;voy a agarrarte, voy a adorarte y lanzarte a tu cielo. &lt;br /&gt;Por qué a mí, se me ha caido una estrella en mi jardín.&lt;br /&gt;Por qué así te has descolgado de tu otro tiempo, aqui en mi jardín.&lt;br /&gt;Por qué así te has descolgado de tu otro mundo, aqui en mi jardín.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora no sé qué hacer contigo,&lt;br /&gt;voy a agarrarte, voy a adorarte y a lanzarte a tu cielo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8025823842100229107?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8025823842100229107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8025823842100229107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/una-estrella-en-mi-jardin-mari-trini.html' title='Una estrella en mi jardín - Mari Trini'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1132497645920222647</id><published>2011-12-28T13:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T13:42:31.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dust in the wind - Kansas</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.vogue.it/Storage/Assets/Crops/16776/12/16331/patitz_0x440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://images.vogue.it/Storage/Assets/Crops/16776/12/16331/patitz_0x440.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tatiana Patitz&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I close my eyes, only for a moment, then the momen't gone&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams pass before my eyes, a curiosity&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy&lt;br /&gt;All we are is &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/tH2w6Oxx0kQ"&gt;dust in the wind&lt;/a&gt;, ohh now, don't hang on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1132497645920222647?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1132497645920222647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1132497645920222647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/dust-in-wind-kansas.html' title='Dust in the wind - Kansas'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7107603963870181916</id><published>2011-12-27T20:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T20:34:14.991+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't give up - Kate Bush &amp; Peter Gabriel</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dD00ZXJPl94/TvodJteXzgI/AAAAAAAABDA/Ty7qTP-YbKU/s1600/kate_moss_para_topshop_2775_320x480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dD00ZXJPl94/TvodJteXzgI/AAAAAAAABDA/Ty7qTP-YbKU/s320/kate_moss_para_topshop_2775_320x480.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate Moss&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this proud land we&lt;br /&gt;grew up strong&lt;br /&gt;we were wanted all along&lt;br /&gt;I was taught to&lt;br /&gt;fight, taught to win&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fight left or so it seems&lt;br /&gt;I am a man whose dreams&lt;br /&gt;have all deserted&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my face, &lt;br /&gt;I've changed my name&lt;br /&gt;but no one wants you when you lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/Kl1rRxG251s"&gt;Don't give up&lt;/a&gt;'cos you have friends&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;you're not beaten yet&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;I know you can make it good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I saw it all around&lt;br /&gt;never thought I could be affected&lt;br /&gt;thought that we'd be the last to go&lt;br /&gt;it is so strange the&lt;br /&gt;way things turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove the night toward my home&lt;br /&gt;the place that I was&lt;br /&gt;born, on the lakeside&lt;br /&gt;as daylight broke, I saw the earth&lt;br /&gt;the trees had burned&lt;br /&gt;down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;you still have us&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;we don't need much of anything&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;'cause somewhere there's a place&lt;br /&gt;where we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest your head&lt;br /&gt;you worry too much&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be alright&lt;br /&gt;when times get rough&lt;br /&gt;you can fall back on us&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;please don't give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'got to walk out of here&lt;br /&gt;I can't take anymore&lt;br /&gt;going to stand on that bridge&lt;br /&gt;keep my eyes down below&lt;br /&gt;whatever may come&lt;br /&gt;and whatever may go&lt;br /&gt;that river's flowing&lt;br /&gt;that river's flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved on to another town&lt;br /&gt;tried hard to settle down&lt;br /&gt;for every job, so many men&lt;br /&gt;so many men no-one needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;'cause you have friends&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;you're not the only one&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;no reason to be ashamed&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;you still have us&lt;br /&gt;don't give up now&lt;br /&gt;we're proud of who you are&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;you know it's never been easy&lt;br /&gt;don't give up&lt;br /&gt;'cause I believe&lt;br /&gt;there's the a place&lt;br /&gt;there's a place where we belong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7107603963870181916?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7107603963870181916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7107603963870181916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-give-up-kate-bush-peter-gabriel.html' title='Don&apos;t give up - Kate Bush &amp; Peter Gabriel'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dD00ZXJPl94/TvodJteXzgI/AAAAAAAABDA/Ty7qTP-YbKU/s72-c/kate_moss_para_topshop_2775_320x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5461486722285241096</id><published>2011-12-24T21:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T21:49:29.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Navidad 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BaH1g2Fy8Bg/TvY5yxCPY_I/AAAAAAAABCo/U2KF6v7T_bQ/s1600/marylin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BaH1g2Fy8Bg/TvY5yxCPY_I/AAAAAAAABCo/U2KF6v7T_bQ/s320/marylin.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Feliz Navidad - Bo Nadal - Merry Christmas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Joyeux Noël - Buon Natale - Feliz Natal !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xBZjN5GcBq8/TvY6hDbdKoI/AAAAAAAABC0/tdSez3FlZCU/s1600/marylinholidays.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xBZjN5GcBq8/TvY6hDbdKoI/AAAAAAAABC0/tdSez3FlZCU/s320/marylinholidays.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5461486722285241096?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5461486722285241096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5461486722285241096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-navidad-2011.html' title='Feliz Navidad 2011'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BaH1g2Fy8Bg/TvY5yxCPY_I/AAAAAAAABCo/U2KF6v7T_bQ/s72-c/marylin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7203581874191092808</id><published>2011-12-19T12:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:02:44.051+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Africa (Toto) - Perpetuum Jazzile</title><content type='html'>I hear the drums echoing tonight&lt;br /&gt;But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation&lt;br /&gt;She's coming in, 12:30 flight&lt;br /&gt;The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation&lt;br /&gt;I stopped an old man along the way&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies&lt;br /&gt;He turned to me as if to say, "Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do&lt;br /&gt;I bless the rains down in Africa&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take some time to do the things we never had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wild dogs cry out in the night&lt;br /&gt;As they grow restless, longing for some solitary company&lt;br /&gt;I know that I must do what's right&lt;br /&gt;As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti&lt;br /&gt;I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do&lt;br /&gt;I bless the rains down in Africa&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take some time to do the things we never had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do&lt;br /&gt;I bless the rains down in &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/yjbpwlqp5Qw"&gt;Africa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take some time to do the things we never had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWdUGT8R71s/Tu8ZxSfb3_I/AAAAAAAABCc/jpxl3Rr-dMg/s1600/Brigitte%252BBardot+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWdUGT8R71s/Tu8ZxSfb3_I/AAAAAAAABCc/jpxl3Rr-dMg/s320/Brigitte%252BBardot+%25283%2529.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brigitte Bardot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7203581874191092808?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7203581874191092808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7203581874191092808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/africa-toto-perpetuum-jazzile.html' title='Africa (Toto) - Perpetuum Jazzile'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWdUGT8R71s/Tu8ZxSfb3_I/AAAAAAAABCc/jpxl3Rr-dMg/s72-c/Brigitte%252BBardot+%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-660216060351420743</id><published>2011-12-19T11:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T11:58:43.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jitanjáfora de J.M. Mallorquín</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQSO2dHPLYo/Tu8YjXEPt0I/AAAAAAAABCU/R59Kcksn4ns/s1600/600full-audrey-hepburn.jpg00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQSO2dHPLYo/Tu8YjXEPt0I/AAAAAAAABCU/R59Kcksn4ns/s320/600full-audrey-hepburn.jpg00.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey Hepburn&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahora que los ladros perran, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ahora que los cantos gallan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ahora que albando la toca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;las altas suenas campanan;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;y que los rebuznos burran,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;y que los gorjeos pájaran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;y que los silbos serenan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;y que los gruños marranan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;y que la aurorada rosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;los extensos doros campa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;perlando líquidas viertas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cual yo lágrimo derramas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;y friando de tirito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;si bien el abrasa almada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;vengo a suspirar mis lanzos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ventano de tus debajas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;de tus debajas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-660216060351420743?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/660216060351420743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/660216060351420743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/jitanjafora-de-jm-mallorquin.html' title='Jitanjáfora de J.M. Mallorquín'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQSO2dHPLYo/Tu8YjXEPt0I/AAAAAAAABCU/R59Kcksn4ns/s72-c/600full-audrey-hepburn.jpg00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1825210433854521710</id><published>2011-12-17T21:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:09:50.608+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maurice Béjart quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahTmszr81Nw/Tuz2mBAHfgI/AAAAAAAABB4/4nm_vnqzZ6A/s1600/500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahTmszr81Nw/Tuz2mBAHfgI/AAAAAAAABB4/4nm_vnqzZ6A/s320/500.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;La danse... un minimum d'explications, un minimum d'anecdotes, et un maximum de sensations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maurice Béjart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6mmC0GQUik/Tuz22luf4DI/AAAAAAAABCA/sBJKRQEoW4k/s1600/tumblr400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6mmC0GQUik/Tuz22luf4DI/AAAAAAAABCA/sBJKRQEoW4k/s320/tumblr400.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1825210433854521710?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1825210433854521710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1825210433854521710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/maurice-bejart-quote.html' title='Maurice Béjart quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ahTmszr81Nw/Tuz2mBAHfgI/AAAAAAAABB4/4nm_vnqzZ6A/s72-c/500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5986535108171834639</id><published>2011-12-17T21:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:07:07.027+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Far L'Amore - Bob Sinclar &amp; Raffaella Carrà</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezjot53nCJQ/Tuz1qU0rH4I/AAAAAAAABBw/R90eB74RjLc/s1600/linda_evangelista+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezjot53nCJQ/Tuz1qU0rH4I/AAAAAAAABBw/R90eB74RjLc/s320/linda_evangelista+1.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linda Evangelista&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Se lui ti porta su un letto vuoto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Il vuoto daglielo indietro a lui&lt;br /&gt;Fagli vedere che non è un gioco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Fagli capire quello che vuoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/fAlFcvPO7CI"&gt;A far l'amore&lt;/a&gt; comincia tu.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;E se si attacca col sentimento&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Portalo in fondo ad un cielo blu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Le sue paure di quel momento&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Le fai scoppiare soltanto tu&lt;br /&gt;E' un disastro se te ne va&lt;br /&gt;Scoppia scoppia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Mi scoppia il cuor......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5986535108171834639?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7830013721540524388</id><published>2011-12-14T00:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:05:58.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Xente da festa - Uxía</title><content type='html'>Por ese que entrou no baile&lt;br /&gt;por ese que entrou agora&lt;br /&gt;por ese que entrou no baile&lt;br /&gt;cantarei a noite toda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baila asi, baila asi, ai morena&lt;br /&gt;baila que non hai pó nin área&lt;br /&gt;non hai pó nin área nin nada&lt;br /&gt;baila asi miña nena dourada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o mar tivera varandas&lt;br /&gt;íate ver ao brasil&lt;br /&gt;máis como o mar non as ten&lt;br /&gt;meu amor por onde hei d'ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baila asi, baila asi, ai morena&lt;br /&gt;baila que non hai pó nin área&lt;br /&gt;non hai pó nin área nin nada&lt;br /&gt;baila asi miña nena dourada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou a dar a despedida&lt;br /&gt;por riba dun pau de xesta&lt;br /&gt;aquí está a boa xente&lt;br /&gt;aquí está a &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/ehkStzv-RaQ"&gt;xente da festa.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXtiwI1WlNE/TufaCGUKP5I/AAAAAAAABBo/3KxmfZx8Ax8/s1600/Marilyn-Monroe-tarta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXtiwI1WlNE/TufaCGUKP5I/AAAAAAAABBo/3KxmfZx8Ax8/s1600/Marilyn-Monroe-tarta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7830013721540524388?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7830013721540524388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7830013721540524388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/xente-da-festa-uxia.html' title='Xente da festa - Uxía'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXtiwI1WlNE/TufaCGUKP5I/AAAAAAAABBo/3KxmfZx8Ax8/s72-c/Marilyn-Monroe-tarta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7664896912169927343</id><published>2011-12-12T20:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:22:30.456+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day - Daniel Powter</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5b-5kQxgJw/TuZUAe9mdfI/AAAAAAAABBg/ae7_7MNnXvY/s1600/milla-jovovich-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5b-5kQxgJw/TuZUAe9mdfI/AAAAAAAABBg/ae7_7MNnXvY/s320/milla-jovovich-.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Milla Jovovich&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the moment we needed the most ? &lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost &lt;br /&gt;You tell me your blue skies fade to grey &lt;br /&gt;You tell me your passion's gone away and I don't need no carryin' on &lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low &lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go &lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line &lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime and I don't need no carryin' on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you had a bad day, you're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know, you tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day, the camera don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/gH476CxJxfg"&gt;You had a bad day&lt;/a&gt;, you had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you need a blue sky holiday &lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7664896912169927343?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7664896912169927343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7664896912169927343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/bad-day-daniel-powter.html' title='Bad Day - Daniel Powter'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5b-5kQxgJw/TuZUAe9mdfI/AAAAAAAABBg/ae7_7MNnXvY/s72-c/milla-jovovich-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5006225278538627260</id><published>2011-12-11T12:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T12:17:33.439+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fields of Gold - Sting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I never made promises lightly,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and there have been some that I've broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but I swear in the days still left we'll walk in &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/PeKE2Z-9HVM"&gt;fields of gold&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoiDopbtR4U/TuSQsikxgNI/AAAAAAAABBY/Xb8C6986-6M/s1600/marion-cotillard-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoiDopbtR4U/TuSQsikxgNI/AAAAAAAABBY/Xb8C6986-6M/s320/marion-cotillard-.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marion Cotillard&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5006225278538627260?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5006225278538627260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5006225278538627260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/fields-of-gold-sting.html' title='Fields of Gold - Sting'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoiDopbtR4U/TuSQsikxgNI/AAAAAAAABBY/Xb8C6986-6M/s72-c/marion-cotillard-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2335764584616338858</id><published>2011-12-08T14:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T14:36:34.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The heart never lies - McFly</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GJq5j28_YLs/TuC9A8pAOFI/AAAAAAAABBQ/5cVfxhnzvgQ/s1600/NatashaPolyDemarchelier2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GJq5j28_YLs/TuC9A8pAOFI/AAAAAAAABBQ/5cVfxhnzvgQ/s320/NatashaPolyDemarchelier2.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Natasha Poly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some people laugh, some people cry&lt;br /&gt;Some people live, some people die&lt;br /&gt;Some people run, right into the fire&lt;br /&gt;Some people hide their every desire&lt;br /&gt;But we are the lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe me&lt;br /&gt;Then just look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;'cause the heart never lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people fight, some people fall&lt;br /&gt;Others pretend they don't care at all&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna fight I'll stand right beside you&lt;br /&gt;The day that you fall I'll be right behind you&lt;br /&gt;To pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe me&lt;br /&gt;Just look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;'cause the heart never lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year over, and we're still together&lt;br /&gt;It's not always easy, but I'm here forever&lt;br /&gt;We are the lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you believe me&lt;br /&gt;When you look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;'cause &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/6gXh6iR5Ogo"&gt;the heart never lies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2335764584616338858?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2335764584616338858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2335764584616338858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-never-lies-mcfly.html' title='The heart never lies - McFly'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GJq5j28_YLs/TuC9A8pAOFI/AAAAAAAABBQ/5cVfxhnzvgQ/s72-c/NatashaPolyDemarchelier2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-901083313125039951</id><published>2011-12-07T13:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T13:24:46.645+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If loneliness was art - Allo Darlin'</title><content type='html'>This situation has to change: can you feel the pulse, my heavy heart race?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/5u_CQ836Wpc"&gt;alone &lt;/a&gt;I find a map of the world,&lt;br /&gt;zoom in on your island 'til the pixels form have some booze 'til I can't see you.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody I know wants to be your friend&lt;br /&gt;but I just want to hold you when the music ends,&lt;br /&gt;that's all, all I ask.&lt;br /&gt;Is that too crass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr9mJptMo8o/Tt9an7vGhFI/AAAAAAAABBI/6tWBIdlMEpg/s1600/superkate.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr9mJptMo8o/Tt9an7vGhFI/AAAAAAAABBI/6tWBIdlMEpg/s320/superkate.bmp" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate Moss&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-901083313125039951?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/901083313125039951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/901083313125039951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-loneliness-was-art-allo-darlin.html' title='If loneliness was art - Allo Darlin&apos;'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr9mJptMo8o/Tt9an7vGhFI/AAAAAAAABBI/6tWBIdlMEpg/s72-c/superkate.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1275542711253231370</id><published>2011-12-06T20:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:02:03.724+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Open your eyes - Blue Stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;When the lights go out I feel my soul come out to play again.&lt;br /&gt;I've been scared of the dark, just as scared of the light at shapes make sense.&lt;br /&gt;Taste the bitter sweet, smell the sweet perfurm, see the blue issue.&lt;br /&gt;You find it if you want, you find it if you try.&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes when the lights go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/2yokips8RnQ"&gt;Open up your eyes&lt;/a&gt;, darkness is not what it seems, Am I start to believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KUCIdLjTHc/Tt5mXSSh9AI/AAAAAAAABBA/Fwuc5G0j1x4/s1600/rvx-katharine-hepburn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KUCIdLjTHc/Tt5mXSSh9AI/AAAAAAAABBA/Fwuc5G0j1x4/s320/rvx-katharine-hepburn.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katherine Hepburn&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1275542711253231370?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1275542711253231370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1275542711253231370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/open-your-eyes-blue-stone.html' title='Open your eyes - Blue Stone'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KUCIdLjTHc/Tt5mXSSh9AI/AAAAAAAABBA/Fwuc5G0j1x4/s72-c/rvx-katharine-hepburn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7904261842598593781</id><published>2011-12-05T11:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T11:35:05.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rum rum - Pereza</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YsxUZijVNF4/TtyeHXCwvHI/AAAAAAAABA4/8vimrGMzeAg/s1600/anabelabelikova2986320497_9b7b64e208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YsxUZijVNF4/TtyeHXCwvHI/AAAAAAAABA4/8vimrGMzeAg/s320/anabelabelikova2986320497_9b7b64e208.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anabela Belikova&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/tNFcqr0yRqE"&gt;RUM RUM&lt;/a&gt;, HACE MI MOTO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Y A LAS ESTRELLAS, ME VOY CON ELLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y tengo sed, por más que bebo no dejo de tener.&lt;br /&gt;Y tengo frío, hace bueno y llevo puesto el abrigo.&lt;br /&gt;No tengo voz, y tengo cosas que decirte al oído.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; Y no voy a caer, no puedo parar, yo he nacido para correr.&lt;br /&gt;Y ya estoy harto, y es que siempre noto que falta algo.&lt;br /&gt;Y estoy muy visto, y hay mucha gente que no sabe ni que existo.&lt;br /&gt;Y soy un cerdo, con honores de caballero.&lt;br /&gt;Y tengo miedo, pero arraso si te pones por en medio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7904261842598593781?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7904261842598593781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7904261842598593781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/rum-rum-pereza.html' title='Rum rum - Pereza'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YsxUZijVNF4/TtyeHXCwvHI/AAAAAAAABA4/8vimrGMzeAg/s72-c/anabelabelikova2986320497_9b7b64e208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7143819362396673267</id><published>2011-12-04T11:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T11:25:33.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry - Rihanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WVzycoat9mg/TttKYqyv0-I/AAAAAAAABAw/5jxsPboi4Xw/s1600/sophie+marceau.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WVzycoat9mg/TttKYqyv0-I/AAAAAAAABAw/5jxsPboi4Xw/s320/sophie+marceau.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;Sophie Marceau&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not the type to get my heart broken&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the type to get upset and cry&lt;br /&gt;'cause I never leave my heart open&lt;br /&gt;Never hurts me to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Relationships don't get deep to me&lt;br /&gt;Never got the whole in love thing&lt;br /&gt;And someone can say they love me truly&lt;br /&gt;But at the time it didn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is gone, I'm spinning round&lt;br /&gt;And deep inside, my tears I'll drown&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing grip, what's happening&lt;br /&gt;I stray from love, this is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;This time was different&lt;br /&gt;Felt like, I was just a victim&lt;br /&gt;And it cut me like a knife&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out of my life&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm, in this condition&lt;br /&gt;And I've, got all the symptoms&lt;br /&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it happen when we first kissed?&lt;br /&gt;'cause it's hurting me to let it go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 'cause we spent so much time&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it's no more&lt;br /&gt;I should've never let you hold me baby&lt;br /&gt;Maybe why I'm sad to see us apart&lt;br /&gt;I didn't give to you on purpose&lt;br /&gt;Can't figure out how you stole my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get here with you, I'll never know?&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to let it get so, personal&lt;br /&gt;And after all I tried to do, to stay away from loving you&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken heart and I can't let you know&lt;br /&gt;And I won't let it show&lt;br /&gt;You won't see me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time was different&lt;br /&gt;Felt like, I was just a victim&lt;br /&gt;And it cut me like a knife&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out of my life&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm, in this condition&lt;br /&gt;And I've, got all the symptoms&lt;br /&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/rwgXvL9o0QQ"&gt;cry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7143819362396673267?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7143819362396673267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7143819362396673267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/cry-rihanna.html' title='Cry - Rihanna'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WVzycoat9mg/TttKYqyv0-I/AAAAAAAABAw/5jxsPboi4Xw/s72-c/sophie+marceau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1333625807209390254</id><published>2011-12-02T09:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:42:11.458+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivory Road - King Charles</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqdkjFd5C3c/TtiO08YHPNI/AAAAAAAABAo/dqKIpGYNX8I/s1600/jane+birkin.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqdkjFd5C3c/TtiO08YHPNI/AAAAAAAABAo/dqKIpGYNX8I/s320/jane+birkin.bmp" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jane Birkin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/QnBIBPEpCDw"&gt;You're&lt;/a&gt; the nose on my bullet&lt;br /&gt;The trigger on my gun&lt;br /&gt;You're the sandbank in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen in my blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the fastest of the fish&lt;br /&gt;You're the prickliest pear&lt;br /&gt;You're a chameleon in the night&lt;br /&gt;You're the sahara's sun glare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my mind's rest&lt;br /&gt;You're the strings on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;You're the wax in my moustache&lt;br /&gt;The keys to my car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the magical mermaid's hollowed illusion&lt;br /&gt;You cool them, fool them&lt;br /&gt;And they hope so much&lt;br /&gt;And you let them down&lt;br /&gt;And you watch from your rock&lt;br /&gt;And your heart beats fast as you watch their's stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep on loving&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind dying&lt;br /&gt;If you follow me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your victory's your defeat&lt;br /&gt;Your head above your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only the brave surrender&lt;br /&gt;Death cannot tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my smile is wider&lt;br /&gt;Than your's when we meet&lt;br /&gt;And the winter is colder&lt;br /&gt;For me underneath&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you glow&lt;br /&gt;From the inside out&lt;br /&gt;You can keep it for yourself&lt;br /&gt;And I'll go without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the fire and I'm the chimney&lt;br /&gt;You'll burn away and I'll choke on your memory&lt;br /&gt;All the words, my sense, you're the poet to my pen&lt;br /&gt;You're the dream that brings the morning sadness&lt;br /&gt;Start the day storm in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you're the Oscar Wilde short stories in my bookcase&lt;br /&gt;You're positively 4th street isolated in my itunes&lt;br /&gt;You're the word in the dictionary that I can't spell&lt;br /&gt;Can't describe, can't put in a sentence but use all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your own pair of trousers look better on me&lt;br /&gt;The boots of spanish leather&lt;br /&gt;And the bottom of the sea&lt;br /&gt;Every symbol of love that doesn't relate to a meaning&lt;br /&gt;Every feeling, every sensation&lt;br /&gt;Only real when I'm dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep on loving&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind dying&lt;br /&gt;If you follow me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your victory's your defeat&lt;br /&gt;Your head above your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only the brave surrender&lt;br /&gt;Death cannot tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wish we were animals free of loves games&lt;br /&gt;I wish we were snails with really big shells&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a lion, I'd be king of the wild&lt;br /&gt;I'd command all the beasts to carry you when you're tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the elephant in the circus&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're my trainer&lt;br /&gt;You'd never let me go&lt;br /&gt;But if you did I would stay here&lt;br /&gt;In love there is freedom&lt;br /&gt;But it must be returned&lt;br /&gt;There must be sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Love must be learnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A donkey, a mule, a lifetime of work&lt;br /&gt;In death he rests his head from his reins&lt;br /&gt;No burden to bare but work left him lame&lt;br /&gt;And the lion on the mountain chased from his pride&lt;br /&gt;His lioness stolen, his rival survives&lt;br /&gt;The sound of his cubs in death are dim&lt;br /&gt;He knows his world well, no pain can defeat him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild horses in the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;Will know no journey home&lt;br /&gt;Well my love is locked in chains&lt;br /&gt;The lion walks alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lion walks alone&lt;br /&gt;Nature is cruel&lt;br /&gt;But he knows it's his home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He to his demons&lt;br /&gt;And you to your own&lt;br /&gt;Please let me stand by you&lt;br /&gt;And we'll conquer them all&lt;br /&gt;We will conquer them all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1333625807209390254?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1333625807209390254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1333625807209390254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/12/ivory-road-king-charles.html' title='Ivory Road - King Charles'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqdkjFd5C3c/TtiO08YHPNI/AAAAAAAABAo/dqKIpGYNX8I/s72-c/jane+birkin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1145399667078262837</id><published>2011-11-30T20:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:49:51.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The engine - Fuel Fandango</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x07gbqbzntI/TtaIYBfHZ2I/AAAAAAAABAg/6gYhGrvCC9A/s1600/medias1248874476806_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x07gbqbzntI/TtaIYBfHZ2I/AAAAAAAABAg/6gYhGrvCC9A/s320/medias1248874476806_f.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brigitte Bardot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;It's hard to explain the ways of love&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to make other ways of thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/tKZJaAzkcpc"&gt;the engine&lt;/a&gt; of the world&lt;br /&gt;Love is the end of this war&lt;br /&gt;Love is the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No where to go, no place to stay&lt;br /&gt;Fireflies over my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the ground&lt;br /&gt;It's in the sky&lt;br /&gt;It's in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Living your life&lt;br /&gt;And if you lay down next to me,&lt;br /&gt;just wanna breath near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be always by your side&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid tonight&lt;br /&gt;Here I come with the light&lt;br /&gt;To show you the right path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces sueño que vuelo, voy de cielo en cielo&lt;br /&gt;A veces sueño y te veo&lt;br /&gt;Que el mundo se entere, que sepa lo que mueve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1145399667078262837?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1145399667078262837'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Secrets - One Republic</title><content type='html'>So I’m gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;This time, don’t need another perfect line&lt;br /&gt;Don’t care if critics never jump in line&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna give all my &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/hjl0kriRTvg"&gt;secrets &lt;/a&gt;away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-80jpRLF3wrY/TtN2RNl6jRI/AAAAAAAABAY/s3eT5JxL6J4/s1600/ojitos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-80jpRLF3wrY/TtN2RNl6jRI/AAAAAAAABAY/s3eT5JxL6J4/s320/ojitos.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-4094855487738967250?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4094855487738967250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4094855487738967250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/secrets-one-republic.html' title='Secrets - One Republic'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-80jpRLF3wrY/TtN2RNl6jRI/AAAAAAAABAY/s3eT5JxL6J4/s72-c/ojitos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8050587646072420621</id><published>2011-11-26T10:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T10:55:57.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't stop me now - Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONDKQc-7J6M/TtC3YRl_ioI/AAAAAAAABAQ/c216wWH1LOU/s1600/risasVOGUE+Italia+March+1993+-+Linda+Evangelista+by+Steven+Meisel+01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONDKQc-7J6M/TtC3YRl_ioI/AAAAAAAABAQ/c216wWH1LOU/s320/risasVOGUE+Italia+March+1993+-+Linda+Evangelista+by+Steven+Meisel+01.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linda Evangelista&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time &lt;br /&gt;I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;I'm floating around in ecstasy &lt;br /&gt;So don't stop me now don't stop me &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies &lt;br /&gt;Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity &lt;br /&gt;I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go go go &lt;br /&gt;There's no stopping me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning through the skies Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;Two hundred degrees &lt;br /&gt;That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit &lt;br /&gt;I'm trav'ling at the speed of light &lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a supersonic man of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time &lt;br /&gt;I'm having a ball don't stop me now &lt;br /&gt;If you wanna have a good time just give me a call &lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time) &lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time) &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to stop at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars &lt;br /&gt;On a collision course &lt;br /&gt;I am a satellite I'm out of control &lt;br /&gt;I am a sex machine ready to reload &lt;br /&gt;Like an atom bomb about to &lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh explode &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning through the skies Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;Two hundred degrees &lt;br /&gt;That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit &lt;br /&gt;I'm trav'ling at the speed of light &lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a supersonic woman out of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me don't stop me don't stop me &lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey! &lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me don't stop me &lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh (I like it) &lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me have a good time good time &lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me don't stop me  &lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh Alright &lt;br /&gt;I'm burning through the skies Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;Two hundred degrees  &lt;br /&gt;That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit &lt;br /&gt;I'm trav'ling at the speed of light &lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a supersonic woman of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time &lt;br /&gt;I'm having a ball don't stop me now &lt;br /&gt;If you wanna have a good time &lt;br /&gt;Just give me a call &lt;br /&gt;Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/iUBwjyhRweQ"&gt;Don't stop me now &lt;/a&gt;(Yes I'm having a good time) &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stop at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8050587646072420621?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8050587646072420621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8050587646072420621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-stop-me-now-queen.html' title='Don&apos;t stop me now - Queen'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONDKQc-7J6M/TtC3YRl_ioI/AAAAAAAABAQ/c216wWH1LOU/s72-c/risasVOGUE+Italia+March+1993+-+Linda+Evangelista+by+Steven+Meisel+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8141729742407887981</id><published>2011-11-25T12:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T12:22:53.309+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Your song - Elton John</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYceXyJKDeE/Ts96WNSaWyI/AAAAAAAABAI/Lbgn75m0eqI/s1600/ballet.jpg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYceXyJKDeE/Ts96WNSaWyI/AAAAAAAABAI/Lbgn75m0eqI/s1600/ballet.jpg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="verse" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a little bit funny this feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one of those who can easily hide&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much money but boy if I did&lt;br /&gt;I'd buy a big house where we both could live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="verse" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I was a sculptor, but then again, no&lt;br /&gt;Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not much but it's the best I can do&lt;br /&gt;My gift is my song and this one's for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="verse" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you can tell everybody this is &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/mTa8U0Wa0q8"&gt;your song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be quite simple but now that it's done&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind that I put down in words&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is while you're in the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="verse" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss&lt;br /&gt;Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross&lt;br /&gt;But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song&lt;br /&gt;It's for people like you that keep it turned on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="verse" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So excuse me forgetting but these things I do&lt;br /&gt;You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the thing is what I really mean&lt;br /&gt;Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8141729742407887981?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8141729742407887981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8141729742407887981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/your-song-elton-john.html' title='Your song - Elton John'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hYceXyJKDeE/Ts96WNSaWyI/AAAAAAAABAI/Lbgn75m0eqI/s72-c/ballet.jpg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7722110060654153844</id><published>2011-11-23T20:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:50:53.992+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy - Anoushka Shankar &amp; Norah Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7WpfPxmWGo/Ts1OWIMI-4I/AAAAAAAABAA/05202hBF2Xg/s1600/thread2011casual0460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7WpfPxmWGo/Ts1OWIMI-4I/AAAAAAAABAA/05202hBF2Xg/s320/thread2011casual0460.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I know better, I've been shown the other side and now I see the way things are.&lt;br /&gt;You know how it feels, feeling is &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/zltfXrAYTSE"&gt;easy&lt;/a&gt;, I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7722110060654153844?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7722110060654153844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7722110060654153844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/easy-anoushka-shankar-norah-jones.html' title='Easy - Anoushka Shankar &amp; Norah Jones'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7WpfPxmWGo/Ts1OWIMI-4I/AAAAAAAABAA/05202hBF2Xg/s72-c/thread2011casual0460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-3125147654499582280</id><published>2011-11-23T15:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T15:28:38.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'>G. K. Chesterton quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VeBXLnyA4oY/Ts0Ch0_3qqI/AAAAAAAAA_4/pxHpp24rgJs/s1600/selfservicearizonamuse2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VeBXLnyA4oY/Ts0Ch0_3qqI/AAAAAAAAA_4/pxHpp24rgJs/s320/selfservicearizonamuse2.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Without the rain, there would be no rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; margin: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;G. K. Chesterton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span class="sqb"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-3125147654499582280?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3125147654499582280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3125147654499582280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/g-k-chesterton-quote.html' title='G. K. Chesterton quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VeBXLnyA4oY/Ts0Ch0_3qqI/AAAAAAAAA_4/pxHpp24rgJs/s72-c/selfservicearizonamuse2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-3846402633616096743</id><published>2011-11-17T12:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:21:00.187+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slave to the music - James Morrison</title><content type='html'>She pulled me in so easily right from the start&lt;br /&gt;She played me like I was a melody&lt;br /&gt;One bang on the drum and she funks me with a sweet kiss&lt;br /&gt;She's touching me with lovers caress&lt;br /&gt;No I can't fight it&lt;br /&gt;She's got my soul, she's captured me&lt;br /&gt;Holds me hostage when I hear that beat&lt;br /&gt;I won't take these shackles off my feet&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they're the only thing that make me feel free&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm a &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/raf4db5_sb4"&gt;slave to the music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I won't stop till my heart pops out&lt;br /&gt;I'm a slave to the music&lt;br /&gt;No I won't give in till I stop breathing&lt;br /&gt;She got me rockin', she got me movin', she got me dancin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be saved, slave to the music&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be saved, I'm a slave to the music and I'm barely alive&lt;br /&gt;But keep on givin' It's the only way to survive&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help but shuffle my feet&lt;br /&gt;Moving like a zombie, chasin' the beat&lt;br /&gt;She lures me in oh sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;Locks me down like a repeat offender&lt;br /&gt;I won't take these shackles off my feet&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they're the only thing that make me feel free&lt;br /&gt;That's why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6XoPVnIWiU/TsTtuqLlQvI/AAAAAAAAA_s/qKNToNqaVdM/s1600/linda_evangelista_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6XoPVnIWiU/TsTtuqLlQvI/AAAAAAAAA_s/qKNToNqaVdM/s320/linda_evangelista_01.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linda Evangelista&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-3846402633616096743?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3846402633616096743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3846402633616096743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/slave-to-music-james-morrison.html' title='Slave to the music - James Morrison'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6XoPVnIWiU/TsTtuqLlQvI/AAAAAAAAA_s/qKNToNqaVdM/s72-c/linda_evangelista_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-4076978618308772275</id><published>2011-11-15T14:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:38:45.822+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Callin' U - Outlandish</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D-THo3ItP4w/TsJpw0VCYrI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ZFduKJrr3Ho/s1600/Claudia_Schiffer+herb-ritts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D-THo3ItP4w/TsJpw0VCYrI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ZFduKJrr3Ho/s320/Claudia_Schiffer+herb-ritts.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claudia Schiffer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h1 align="center" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 align="center" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt; 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mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yo te quiero, te extraño, te olvido&lt;br /&gt;Aunque nunca me has faltado, siempre estas conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Por las veces que he fallado y las heridas tan profundas&lt;br /&gt;Mejor tarde que nunca para pedirte mil disculpas&lt;br /&gt;Estoy gritando callado yo te llamo, te escucho, lo intento&lt;br /&gt;De ti yo me alimento&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el aire que respiro es violento y turbulento&lt;br /&gt;Yo te olvido, te llamo, te siento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need nobody and I don't fear nobody&lt;br /&gt;I don't call nobody but U, my One &amp;amp; Only&lt;br /&gt;I don't need nobody and I don't fear nobody&lt;br /&gt;I don't &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/wUNCkXcwGRA"&gt;call &lt;/a&gt;nobody but U, U all I need in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-4076978618308772275?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4076978618308772275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4076978618308772275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/callin-u-outlandish.html' title='Callin&apos; U - Outlandish'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D-THo3ItP4w/TsJpw0VCYrI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ZFduKJrr3Ho/s72-c/Claudia_Schiffer+herb-ritts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7705332730078721512</id><published>2011-11-12T20:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:30:28.385+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Conquest of Paradise - Vangelis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1fdMWwvfqo/Tr7JFawesrI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Wsn0DPNY4kQ/s1600/anna-00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1fdMWwvfqo/Tr7JFawesrI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Wsn0DPNY4kQ/s320/anna-00.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;The only conquests which are permanent and leave no regrets are our conquests over ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Napoleon Bonaparte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/WYeDsa4Tw0c"&gt;Conquest of Paradise - Vangelis &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7705332730078721512?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7705332730078721512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7705332730078721512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/conquest-of-paradise-vangelis.html' title='Conquest of Paradise - Vangelis'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1fdMWwvfqo/Tr7JFawesrI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Wsn0DPNY4kQ/s72-c/anna-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6930529799005309076</id><published>2011-11-12T20:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:28:44.878+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Panic - Duran Duran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicos113.com/noticias/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/duran-duran.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://www.musicos113.com/noticias/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/duran-duran.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;with all the voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;the clever words I never said&lt;br /&gt;of all the things to happen&lt;br /&gt;in a &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/sSMbOuNBV0s"&gt;girl panic&lt;/a&gt;, that’s driving naked through my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6930529799005309076?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6930529799005309076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6930529799005309076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/girl-panic-duran-duran.html' title='Girl Panic - Duran Duran'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6943458529980192096</id><published>2011-11-09T20:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:46:52.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A night like this - Caro Emerald</title><content type='html'>From where you are&lt;br /&gt;You see the smoke start to arise&lt;br /&gt;Where they play cards&lt;br /&gt;And you walk over&lt;br /&gt;Softly moving passed the guards&lt;br /&gt;The stakes are getting higher&lt;br /&gt;You can feel it in your heart&lt;br /&gt;He calls you bluff&lt;br /&gt;He is the ace you never thought&lt;br /&gt;He played that much&lt;br /&gt;And now it's more than all this cards&lt;br /&gt;You want to touch&lt;br /&gt;You never know if winning this&lt;br /&gt;Could really be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the moon&lt;br /&gt;You see the stars&lt;br /&gt;And when you look around&lt;br /&gt;You know the room by heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never dreamed it&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dreamed a night like this&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it&lt;br /&gt;I may never see a night like this&lt;br /&gt;When everything you think is incomplete&lt;br /&gt;Starts happening when you are cheek to cheek&lt;br /&gt;Could you ever dream it&lt;br /&gt;I have never dreamed, dreamed a night like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times&lt;br /&gt;Have I been waiting by the door&lt;br /&gt;To hear these chimes&lt;br /&gt;To hear that someone debonaire has just a arrived&lt;br /&gt;And opened up to see&lt;br /&gt;My world before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;That silhouette creates an image&lt;br /&gt;On the night I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;It has the scent of something special&lt;br /&gt;I can't rest&lt;br /&gt;If I resist temptation&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know for sure that I will lose the bet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk away and suddenly it seems&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;In front of me he stands&lt;br /&gt;I stop, before he goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never dreamed it&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dreamed &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/N-HBn14xKeI"&gt;a night like this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it&lt;br /&gt;I may never see a night like this&lt;br /&gt;When everything you think is incomplete&lt;br /&gt;Starts happening when you are cheek to cheek&lt;br /&gt;Could you ever dream it&lt;br /&gt;I have never dreamed, dreamed a night like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aMSBG0RpAw/TrrYOl1z7jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/sHTS96IRjwk/s1600/Milla%252BJovovich.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aMSBG0RpAw/TrrYOl1z7jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/sHTS96IRjwk/s320/Milla%252BJovovich.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Milla Jovovich&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6943458529980192096?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6943458529980192096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6943458529980192096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/night-like-this-caro-emerald.html' title='A night like this - Caro Emerald'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aMSBG0RpAw/TrrYOl1z7jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/sHTS96IRjwk/s72-c/Milla%252BJovovich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7531012586378231306</id><published>2011-11-06T12:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T12:48:50.328+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn Me On - Norah Jones &amp; Jamie Cullum</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Like a flower waiting to bloom, like a lightbulb in a dark room,&lt;br /&gt;Like the desert waiting for the rain, like a school kid waiting for the spring,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sitting here waiting for you to come home and &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/0xzGo0kcRYM"&gt;turn me on.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ic7uX-ucSP8/TrZz68hM_8I/AAAAAAAAA-o/X4aWfVPQB10/s1600/anna-selezneva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ic7uX-ucSP8/TrZz68hM_8I/AAAAAAAAA-o/X4aWfVPQB10/s320/anna-selezneva.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anna Selezneva&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7531012586378231306?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7531012586378231306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7531012586378231306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/turn-me-on-norah-jones-jamie-cullum.html' title='Turn Me On - Norah Jones &amp; Jamie Cullum'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ic7uX-ucSP8/TrZz68hM_8I/AAAAAAAAA-o/X4aWfVPQB10/s72-c/anna-selezneva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5870862646327814082</id><published>2011-11-03T12:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T12:14:28.775+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Il mondo - Claudio Baglioni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;La senti la vita??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osBDq8Xa4wY/TrJ3JYZm4cI/AAAAAAAAA98/e3iSINoVpfY/s1600/Model_with_cap_and_cat_photo_.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osBDq8Xa4wY/TrJ3JYZm4cI/AAAAAAAAA98/e3iSINoVpfY/s320/Model_with_cap_and_cat_photo_.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUoQZYp4zrk/TrJ3MAKtvDI/AAAAAAAAA-E/BtTB8GdidEo/s1600/Model_photo_.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUoQZYp4zrk/TrJ3MAKtvDI/AAAAAAAAA-E/BtTB8GdidEo/s320/Model_photo_.JPG" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;No, stanotte amore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;non ho più pensato a te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;ho aperto gli occhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;per guardare intorno a me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;e intorno a me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;girava il mondo come sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Gira, il mondo gira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;nello spazio senza fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;con gli amori appena nati,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;con gli amori già finiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;con la gioia e col dolore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;della gente come me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Oh mondo, soltanto adesso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;io ti guardo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;nel tuo silenzio io mi perdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;e sono niente accanto a te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Il &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/lGWVm49Jgzk"&gt;mondo&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;non si é fermato mai un momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;la notte insegue sempre il giorno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;ed il giorno verrà.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5870862646327814082?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5870862646327814082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5870862646327814082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-mondo-claudio-baglioni.html' title='Il mondo - Claudio Baglioni'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osBDq8Xa4wY/TrJ3JYZm4cI/AAAAAAAAA98/e3iSINoVpfY/s72-c/Model_with_cap_and_cat_photo_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-4560419154812121145</id><published>2011-11-02T21:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:19:10.702+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Este amor ya no se toca - Yuri</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WAeDUGnAhW0/TrGkpO8l5-I/AAAAAAAAA90/0P3_NUZcQPc/s1600/Corinne+Day6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WAeDUGnAhW0/TrGkpO8l5-I/AAAAAAAAA90/0P3_NUZcQPc/s320/Corinne+Day6.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate Moss&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Estalla la tormenta el cielo ya está gris&lt;br /&gt;será la ultima noche que pase junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;mas si me lo permites te quiero demostrar&lt;br /&gt;que sé sacrificarme que tengo dignidad&lt;br /&gt;y luego debes tener valor&lt;br /&gt;despidete sin decirme adios&lt;br /&gt;amemonos solo una vez más&lt;br /&gt;y luego debes dejarme, debes marcharte&lt;br /&gt;tu, no tengas miedo decidete&lt;br /&gt;a dar la cara y acercate&lt;br /&gt;y roba el ultimo beso que hay en mi boca&lt;br /&gt;Y este amor no se toca&lt;br /&gt;no insistas porque yo, te negaré mi boca&lt;br /&gt;oh este amor ya no se toca&lt;br /&gt;porque ahora si me besas&lt;br /&gt;me volveré a sentir de nuevo enamorada&lt;br /&gt;oh, este amor ya no se toca&lt;br /&gt;Sería una aventura querernos otra vez&lt;br /&gt;tú fuiste mi locura el dueño de mi ayer&lt;br /&gt;un rey sin su corona, no puede ser un rey&lt;br /&gt;un hombre que no es hombre&lt;br /&gt;no tiene una mujer&lt;br /&gt;por eso debes tener valor&lt;br /&gt;despidete sin decirme adios&lt;br /&gt;oh, amemonos solo una vez más&lt;br /&gt;y luego debes dejarme, debes marcharte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/A-hhTCydu-g"&gt;Este amor no se toca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no insistas porque yo te negaré mi boca&lt;br /&gt;oh este amor ya no se toca&lt;br /&gt;no, no, no, no porque ahora si me besas&lt;br /&gt;me volveré a sentir de nuevo enamorada&lt;br /&gt;oh, este amor amor ya no se toca&lt;br /&gt;y roba el ultimo beso que hay en mi boca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-4560419154812121145?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4560419154812121145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4560419154812121145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/11/este-amor-ya-no-se-toca-yuri.html' title='Este amor ya no se toca - Yuri'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WAeDUGnAhW0/TrGkpO8l5-I/AAAAAAAAA90/0P3_NUZcQPc/s72-c/Corinne+Day6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2266589553378604657</id><published>2011-10-31T13:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T13:52:21.570+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nubosidad variable - Carmen Martín Gaite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La  niña rubia, que ya estaba empezando a pactar con la realidad y a  enterarse de que las cosas que traen cuenta para unos no la traen para  otros, se sentó sin decir nada más y apuntó en su cuaderno: “Logaritmo:  palabra sin ritmo y sin alas. No trae cuenta.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Carmen Martín Gaite, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Nubosidad variable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://themarcimato.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/palabras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://themarcimato.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/palabras.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2266589553378604657?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2266589553378604657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2266589553378604657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/nubosidad-variable-carmen-martin-gaite.html' title='Nubosidad variable - Carmen Martín Gaite'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6768807047404658665</id><published>2011-10-31T13:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T13:50:59.682+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Historia del corazón - Vicente Aleixandre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://raquelpelayo.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/rafaturnes-palabras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://raquelpelayo.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/rafaturnes-palabras.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Yo las oí. Sonaban como las demás. Daban el mismo sonido.&lt;br /&gt;Las decían los mismos labios, que hacían el mismo movimiento.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no se las podía oir igual. Porque significan: las palabras significan.&lt;br /&gt;Ay, si las palabras fuesen sólo un suave sonido,&lt;br /&gt;y cerrando los ojos se las pudiese escuchar en el sueño...&lt;br /&gt;Y las oí. Y su sonido final fue como el de una llave que se cierra. Como un portazo. Las oí, y quedé mudo. Y oí los pasos que se alejaron.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; Vicente Aleixandre (Historia del corazón)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6768807047404658665?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6768807047404658665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6768807047404658665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/historia-del-corazon-vicente-aleixandre.html' title='Historia del corazón - Vicente Aleixandre'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8568190982081402781</id><published>2011-10-27T14:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:45:28.510+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire - Anna Calvi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thUtmchkjVs/TqlSAIfILqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/UX7Gi2FVqL4/s1600/anna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thUtmchkjVs/TqlSAIfILqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/UX7Gi2FVqL4/s320/anna.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna go to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Hold my life like I've never done&lt;br /&gt;But it's just the devil in me&lt;br /&gt;The devil that's calling as I come undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is getting dark tonight&lt;br /&gt;Darker then the fear that's gonna pull us apart&lt;br /&gt;The beating is the sound of love&lt;br /&gt;The sound of love is beating like a fevered heart&lt;br /&gt;And it's the fire, the fire, the fire&lt;br /&gt;It's heavenly, heavenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/4KVVCHeHKXM"&gt;Desire&lt;/a&gt;, desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna lay in the dust&lt;br /&gt;The dust is gonna fall here when i lie&lt;br /&gt;God know it's just the devil in me&lt;br /&gt;The devil that's taking my hand to the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanna leave you now&lt;br /&gt;Leave you like the sun is gonna disappear&lt;br /&gt;But it's just believing now&lt;br /&gt;Believing in my heart is what I've come to fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's the fire, the fire, the fire&lt;br /&gt;It's heavenly, heavenly&lt;br /&gt;Desire, desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got desire, desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only the lonely&lt;br /&gt;Only the lonely fall&lt;br /&gt;Only the lonely&lt;br /&gt;Only the lonely fall&lt;br /&gt;Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I go to the fire&lt;br /&gt;But God know the sound of, it's the sound of love&lt;br /&gt;It's the beat of my heart that you&lt;br /&gt;Finally beating, it's coming, coming, coming for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's just the devil in me&lt;br /&gt;It's just a door to the devil gathered in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Taking me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And leading me, leading me off to the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's the fire, the fire, the fire&lt;br /&gt;It's heavenly, heavenly&lt;br /&gt;Desire, desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8568190982081402781?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8568190982081402781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8568190982081402781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/desire-anna-calvi.html' title='Desire - Anna Calvi'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thUtmchkjVs/TqlSAIfILqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/UX7Gi2FVqL4/s72-c/anna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-474033577000027059</id><published>2011-10-27T14:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:41:48.407+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La Voz Dormida (Dulce Chacón) Benito Zambrano 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sp6.fotolog.com/photo/22/26/24/mokhfi/1194722956_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sp6.fotolog.com/photo/22/26/24/mokhfi/1194722956_f.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay¡ mi niña morenita, no te asustes con mi pena, que las lágrimas que corren&lt;br /&gt;riegan la hierbabuena.&lt;br /&gt;Duerme mi niña, duerme, la luna te mira, tu madre te quiere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSATi9VZf3k/TdzutqFmOLI/AAAAAAAAE3A/1aQl2BvG3RA/s1600/LA-VOZ-DORMIDA_galeriaBig.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSATi9VZf3k/TdzutqFmOLI/AAAAAAAAE3A/1aQl2BvG3RA/s320/LA-VOZ-DORMIDA_galeriaBig.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-474033577000027059?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/474033577000027059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/474033577000027059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/la-voz-dormida-dulce-chacon-benito.html' title='La Voz Dormida (Dulce Chacón) Benito Zambrano 2011'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSATi9VZf3k/TdzutqFmOLI/AAAAAAAAE3A/1aQl2BvG3RA/s72-c/LA-VOZ-DORMIDA_galeriaBig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1384536931447414124</id><published>2011-10-27T14:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:34:26.300+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinocchio</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;C'era una volta...&lt;br /&gt;– Un re! – diranno subito i miei piccoli lettori. &lt;br /&gt;No, ragazzi, avete sbagliato. C'era una volta un pezzo di legno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1384536931447414124?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1384536931447414124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1384536931447414124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/pinocchio.html' title='Pinocchio'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7646170274245871327</id><published>2011-10-21T10:04:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T10:05:13.627+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky now - Ryan Adams</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crKbZiu5N8M/TqEnXntKHgI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Z71Za3VAWVQ/s1600/heidi+klum+nude+for+Russell+James_thumb%255B3%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crKbZiu5N8M/TqEnXntKHgI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Z71Za3VAWVQ/s320/heidi+klum+nude+for+Russell+James_thumb%255B3%255D.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heidi Klum&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like somebody I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Are we really who we used to be&lt;br /&gt;Am I really who I was&lt;br /&gt;The lights will draw you in&lt;br /&gt;And the dark will bring you down&lt;br /&gt;And the night will break your heart&lt;br /&gt;But only if you’re lucky now&lt;br /&gt;And the lights will draw you in&lt;br /&gt;And the dark will take you down&lt;br /&gt;The night will break your heart&lt;br /&gt;But only if you’re &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/bp064T7rQSk"&gt;lucky now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7646170274245871327?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7646170274245871327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7646170274245871327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/lucky-now-ryan-adams.html' title='Lucky now - Ryan Adams'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crKbZiu5N8M/TqEnXntKHgI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Z71Za3VAWVQ/s72-c/heidi+klum+nude+for+Russell+James_thumb%255B3%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8955658746910866124</id><published>2011-10-18T14:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T14:51:39.495+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't let you go - James Morrison</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNf97sOrfpg/Tp113vhriqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/a_nAQRCoZxM/s1600/charlotte_rampling_photo_9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNf97sOrfpg/Tp113vhriqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/a_nAQRCoZxM/s320/charlotte_rampling_photo_9.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlotte Rampling&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When it's black,&lt;br /&gt;Take a little time to hold yourself&lt;br /&gt;Take a little time to feel around&lt;br /&gt;Before it's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't let go,&lt;br /&gt;But still do you keep on falling down&lt;br /&gt;Remember how you saved me now&lt;br /&gt;From more of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it's love, just feel it&lt;br /&gt;And if this life won't see it&lt;br /&gt;This is no time to be alone, alone,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I won't let you go, uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say those words,&lt;br /&gt;Say those words like there's nothing else&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and you might believe&lt;br /&gt;That there is someway out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up,&lt;br /&gt;Open up your heart to me now&lt;br /&gt;Let it all come pouring now&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can't take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it's love, just feel it&lt;br /&gt;And if this life won't see it&lt;br /&gt;This is no time to be alone, alone,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/7_4MLO7kt5M"&gt;I won't let you go&lt;/a&gt;, uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sky is falling,&lt;br /&gt;Just take my hand and hold it&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be alone, alone,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I won't let you go, uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you feel the flame of love tonight&lt;br /&gt;And you're too free to carry on the fire&lt;br /&gt;And all your friends that you cannot hide,&lt;br /&gt;disappear&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here night going, forever holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it's love, just feel it&lt;br /&gt;And if this life won't see it&lt;br /&gt;This is no time to be alone, alone,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I won't let you go, uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sky is falling,&lt;br /&gt;Just take my hand and hold it&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be alone, alone,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I won't let you go, uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8955658746910866124?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8955658746910866124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8955658746910866124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wont-let-you-go-james-morrison.html' title='I won&apos;t let you go - James Morrison'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNf97sOrfpg/Tp113vhriqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/a_nAQRCoZxM/s72-c/charlotte_rampling_photo_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7570492736717945925</id><published>2011-10-16T16:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:34:35.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai demandé à la lune - Indochine</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ahly7t-CY6A/TprrAN4z9sI/AAAAAAAAA9A/EiDfjHy-QF0/s1600/tatjana531doresizedu3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ahly7t-CY6A/TprrAN4z9sI/AAAAAAAAA9A/EiDfjHy-QF0/s320/tatjana531doresizedu3.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tatiana Patitz&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/KAOmC5qT02w"&gt;J'ai demandé à la lune&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et le soleil ne le sait pas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je lui ai montré mes brûlures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et la lune s'est moquée de moi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et comme le ciel n'avait pas fière allure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et que je ne guérissais pas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je me suis dit quelle infortune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et la lune s'est moquée de moi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J'ai demandé à la lune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si tu voulais encore de moi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elle m'a dit "j'ai pas l'habitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De m'occuper des cas comme ça"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et toi et moi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On était tellement sûrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et on se disait quelques fois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que c'était juste une aventure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et que ça ne durerait pas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je n'ai pas grand chose à te dire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et pas grand chose pour te faire rire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Car j'imagine toujours le pire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Et le meilleur me fait souffrir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7570492736717945925?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7570492736717945925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7570492736717945925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/jai-demande-la-lune-indochine.html' title='J&apos;ai demandé à la lune - Indochine'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ahly7t-CY6A/TprrAN4z9sI/AAAAAAAAA9A/EiDfjHy-QF0/s72-c/tatjana531doresizedu3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-4984472390706679038</id><published>2011-10-16T16:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:31:33.418+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Nadies - Eduardo Galeano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLzLD0Diamg/TprqhrjwK9I/AAAAAAAAA84/4_056T1p_a4/s1600/NADIE20090227020753-a-mujer-desnuda-cuento-mi-propio-cuento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLzLD0Diamg/TprqhrjwK9I/AAAAAAAAA84/4_056T1p_a4/s1600/NADIE20090227020753-a-mujer-desnuda-cuento-mi-propio-cuento.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOS NADIES &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que no son, aunque sean.&lt;br /&gt;Que no hablan idiomas, sino dialectos.&lt;br /&gt;Que no profesan religiones, sino supersticiones.&lt;br /&gt;Que no hacen arte, sino artesanía.&lt;br /&gt;Que no practican cultura, sino folklore.&lt;br /&gt;Que no son seres humanos, sino recursos humanos.&lt;br /&gt;Que no tienen cara, sino brazos.&lt;br /&gt;Que no tienen nombre, sino número.&lt;br /&gt;Que no figuran en la historia universal, sino en&lt;br /&gt;la crónica roja de la prensa local.&lt;br /&gt;Los nadie, que cuestan menos que la bala que los mata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fcg"&gt;Eduardo Galeano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-4984472390706679038?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4984472390706679038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4984472390706679038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/los-nadies-eduardo-galeano.html' title='Los Nadies - Eduardo Galeano'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLzLD0Diamg/TprqhrjwK9I/AAAAAAAAA84/4_056T1p_a4/s72-c/NADIE20090227020753-a-mujer-desnuda-cuento-mi-propio-cuento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-227475128240533467</id><published>2011-10-13T11:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T11:51:57.657+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Le vent nous portera - Noir Désir</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igtVgigFpXQ/Tpa0OA5K0LI/AAAAAAAAA8w/b1uWKNordnQ/s1600/tatjana-3.jpg3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igtVgigFpXQ/Tpa0OA5K0LI/AAAAAAAAA8w/b1uWKNordnQ/s320/tatjana-3.jpg3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tatiana Patitz&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai pas peur de la route&lt;br /&gt;Faudrait voir, faut qu'on y goûte&lt;br /&gt;Des méandres au creux des reins&lt;br /&gt;Et tout ira bien là&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/eUvApC0bwUk"&gt;Le vent nous portera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ton message à la Grande Ourse&lt;br /&gt;Et la trajectoire de la course&lt;br /&gt;Un instantané de velours&lt;br /&gt;Même s'il ne sert à rien va&lt;br /&gt;Le vent l'emportera&lt;br /&gt;Tout disparaîtra mais&lt;br /&gt;Le vent nous portera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La caresse et la mitraille&lt;br /&gt;Et cette plaie qui nous tiraille&lt;br /&gt;Le palais des autres jours&lt;br /&gt;D'hier et demain&lt;br /&gt;Le vent les portera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Génetique en bandouillère&lt;br /&gt;Des chromosomes dans l'atmosphère&lt;br /&gt;Des taxis pour les galaxies&lt;br /&gt;Et mon tapis volant dis ?&lt;br /&gt;Le vent l'emportera&lt;br /&gt;Tout disparaîtra mais&lt;br /&gt;Le vent nous portera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce parfum de nos années mortes&lt;br /&gt;Ce qui peut frapper à ta porte&lt;br /&gt;Infinité de destins&lt;br /&gt;On en pose un et qu'est-ce qu'on en retient?&lt;br /&gt;Le vent l'emportera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendant que la marée monte&lt;br /&gt;Et que chacun refait ses comptes&lt;br /&gt;J'emmène au creux de mon ombre&lt;br /&gt;Des poussières de toi&lt;br /&gt;Le vent les portera&lt;br /&gt;Tout disparaîtra mais&lt;br /&gt;Le vent nous portera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-227475128240533467?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/227475128240533467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/227475128240533467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/le-vent-nous-portera-noir-desir.html' title='Le vent nous portera - Noir Désir'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igtVgigFpXQ/Tpa0OA5K0LI/AAAAAAAAA8w/b1uWKNordnQ/s72-c/tatjana-3.jpg3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1311888376727970374</id><published>2011-10-11T11:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T11:52:54.308+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming - Blondie</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;The best reason for having dreams is that in dreams no reasons are necessary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Ashleigh Brilliant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XA6pVFf7Gbc/TpQRo4HdM5I/AAAAAAAAA8o/ws53rlailpQ/s1600/so%25C3%25B1arAudrey%252BHepburn%252B005bk.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XA6pVFf7Gbc/TpQRo4HdM5I/AAAAAAAAA8o/ws53rlailpQ/s320/so%25C3%25B1arAudrey%252BHepburn%252B005bk.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey Hepburn&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I met you in the restaurant&lt;br /&gt;You could tell I was no debutante&lt;br /&gt;You asked me what's my pleasure, a movie or a measure&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell you all my dreaming, dreaming is free&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming, dreaming is free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live on charity&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?&lt;br /&gt;Reel to reel is living rarity, people stop and stare at me&lt;br /&gt;We just walk on by, we just keep on dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feet feet, walking a two mile&lt;br /&gt;Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile&lt;br /&gt;I never met him, I'll never forget him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream dream, even for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Dream dream, filling up an idle hour&lt;br /&gt;Fade away, radiate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit by and watch the river flow&lt;br /&gt;I sit by and watch the traffic go&lt;br /&gt;Imagine something of your very own&lt;br /&gt;Something you can have and hold&lt;br /&gt;I'd build a road in gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to have some dreaming, dreaming is free&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming, dreaming is free&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming, dreaming is free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/AI4N_Ri3Mlk"&gt;Dreaming &lt;/a&gt;is free              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1311888376727970374?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1311888376727970374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1311888376727970374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/dreaming-blondie.html' title='Dreaming - Blondie'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XA6pVFf7Gbc/TpQRo4HdM5I/AAAAAAAAA8o/ws53rlailpQ/s72-c/so%25C3%25B1arAudrey%252BHepburn%252B005bk.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-3734378489139359132</id><published>2011-10-10T12:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:10:22.288+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jar of hearts - Christina Perri</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUGrtzX9Bsc/TpLEIyqWqsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4Mnj8tbQhVU/s1600/Linda+Evangelista.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUGrtzX9Bsc/TpLEIyqWqsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4Mnj8tbQhVU/s320/Linda+Evangelista.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linda Evangelista&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't take one more step towards you&lt;br /&gt;Cause all this waiting is regret&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore&lt;br /&gt;You lost the love I loved the most&lt;br /&gt;Learn to live, half alive&lt;br /&gt;And now you want me one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' 'round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;Collecting your &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/DvnASKvi2H8"&gt;jar of hearts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;So don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you're asking all around&lt;br /&gt;If I am anywhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;But I have grown too strong&lt;br /&gt;To ever fall back in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to live, half alive&lt;br /&gt;And now you want me one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' 'round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;So don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, took so long just to feel alright&lt;br /&gt;Remember how to put back the light in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed&lt;br /&gt;Cause you broke all your promises&lt;br /&gt;And now you're back&lt;br /&gt;You don't get to get me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Running around leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;So don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;don't come back at all&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-3734378489139359132?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3734378489139359132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3734378489139359132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/jar-of-hearts-christina-perri.html' title='Jar of hearts - Christina Perri'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUGrtzX9Bsc/TpLEIyqWqsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4Mnj8tbQhVU/s72-c/Linda+Evangelista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5447047312118992060</id><published>2011-10-09T19:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T19:36:53.627+02:00</updated><title type='text'>El lenguaje...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BnRVAm_ovSU/TpHbY5F_yLI/AAAAAAAAA8g/RvLJTtMCPRk/s1600/Diane+Kruger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BnRVAm_ovSU/TpHbY5F_yLI/AAAAAAAAA8g/RvLJTtMCPRk/s320/Diane+Kruger.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diane Kruger&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Cuando  estás en casa y cuando trabajas, cuando pides un café, y también cuando  me llamas, cuando estudias, cuando te diviertes, con los que no has  visto nunca, con tus amigos de siempre, con los que vienen de fuera, con  los que se fueron lejos, cuando te sientes feliz, y cuando estás  sufriendo, al defender tus ideas, al aprender de otros, cuando estamos  los dos juntos y cuando te encuentras solo, cuando rezas, cuando  duermes, cuando sueñas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;(M.V. Escandell) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5447047312118992060?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5447047312118992060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5447047312118992060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/el-lenguaje.html' title='El lenguaje...'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BnRVAm_ovSU/TpHbY5F_yLI/AAAAAAAAA8g/RvLJTtMCPRk/s72-c/Diane+Kruger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-4803283999786548092</id><published>2011-10-06T12:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T15:55:33.353+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Y qué pasa si soy del montón - Pastora</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMhOURwAopI/To2IATwYdGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/qy2JXkRxD_s/s1600/linda.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMhOURwAopI/To2IATwYdGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/qy2JXkRxD_s/s320/linda.bmp" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linda Evangelista&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/mq6d8SuMEFg"&gt;Y qué pasa si soy del montón&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no me gusta llamar la atención&lt;br /&gt;Si en las fiestas no destaco …&lt;br /&gt;Si en el súper se me cuelan …&lt;br /&gt;Si por más que me suba la falda&lt;br /&gt;Me tiemblan las piernas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni guapa ni fea&lt;br /&gt;Ni gorda ni flaca&lt;br /&gt;Ni un gran porvenir …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay de mí, las cosas más raras siempre van a por mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me digas, no me digas que hoy te has fijado&lt;br /&gt;Después de las noches que he pasado a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;No me digas que hoy me ves especial sobrenatural&lt;br /&gt;Soy del montón y no estoy de rebajas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y qué pasa si soy del montón&lt;br /&gt;Si siempre salgo con mi caparazón.&lt;br /&gt;Si en los bailes siempre piso …&lt;br /&gt;Si en el bingo me despisto …&lt;br /&gt;Si con un par de copas&lt;br /&gt;Cuento lo más íntimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni subo ni bajo&lt;br /&gt;Ni pierdo ni gano&lt;br /&gt;Ni llego hasta el fin …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay de mí, si cambiara mi suerte no podría dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me digas, no me digas que hoy te has fijado&lt;br /&gt;Después de las noches que he pasado a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;No me digas que hoy me ves especial sobrenatural &lt;br /&gt;No me digas, no me digas que hoy te has enamorado&lt;br /&gt;Que me has visto llegar y te has deslumbrado&lt;br /&gt;No me digas más …&lt;br /&gt;Que esta noche quiero volar&lt;br /&gt;Y contigo hace tiempo que aterricé en este bar.&lt;br /&gt;Soy del montón y no estoy de rebajas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-4803283999786548092?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4803283999786548092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4803283999786548092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/y-que-pasa-si-soy-del-monton-pastora.html' title='Y qué pasa si soy del montón - Pastora'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMhOURwAopI/To2IATwYdGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/qy2JXkRxD_s/s72-c/linda.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6179015573572330116</id><published>2011-10-04T13:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:42:40.238+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La tigre e la neve (2005)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dopo di noi non c'è nulla... nemmeno il nulla che già sarebbe qualcosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OxsGRTuTlM0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Su su... svelti eh, svelti, veloci... Piano, con calma. Non v'affrettate, eh. Poi non scrivete subito poesie d'amore, eh! Che sono le più difficili aspettate almeno almeno un'ottantina d'anni eh... Scrivetele su un altro argomento, che ne so su... su... il mare, il vento, un termosifone, un tram in ritardo, ecco, che non esiste una cosa più poetica di un'altra, eh? Avete capito? La poesia non è fuori, è dentro! Cos'è la poesia? Non chiedermelo più, guardati nello specchio: la poesia sei tu! E vestitele bene le poesie! Cercate bene le parole! Dovete sceglierle! A volte ci vogliono 8 mesi per trovare una parola! Sceglietele, che la bellezza è cominciata quando qualcuno ha cominciato a scegliere! Da Adamo ed Eva: lo sapete Eva quanto c'ha messo prima di scegliere la foglia di fico giusta? Come mi sta questa, come mi sta questa, come mi sta questa... Ha spogliato tutti i fichi del paradiso terrestre! Innammoratevi! Se non vi innammorate è tutto morto! Morto, tutto è... Vi dovete innammorare e diventa tutto vivo, si muove tutto, dilapidate la gioia! Sperperate l'allegria! Siate tristi e taciturni con esuberanza! Fate soffiare in faccia alla gente la felicità! E come si fa? Fammi vedere gli appunti che mi son scordato! Questo è quello che dovete fare! Non son riuscito a leggerli! Per trasmettere la felicità bisogna essere felici. E per trasmettere il dolore bisogna essere felici. Siate felici! Dovete patire, stare male, soffrire, non abbiate paura a soffrire, tutto il mondo soffre! Eh? E se non avete i mezzi non vi preoccupate, tanto per fare poesia una sola cosa è necessaria: tutto! Avete capito? E non cercate la novità, la novità è la cosa più vecchia che ci sia. E se il pezzo non vi viene da questa posizione, da questa, da così, beh... buttatevi in terra! Mettetevi così! Eccolo qua... Oh! È da distesi che si vede il cielo! Guarda che bellezza, perché non mi ci sono messo prima!? Cosa guardate? I poeti non guardano, vedono! Fatevi obbedire dalle parole! Se la parola... "muro"! "Muro" non ti dà retta... non usatela più per 8 anni, così impara! "Che è questo? Boh! Non lo so!" Questa è la bellezza! Come quei versi là, che voglio che rimangano scritti lì per sempre!...Forza cancellate tutto. (Attilio)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6179015573572330116?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6179015573572330116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6179015573572330116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/la-tigre-e-la-neve-2005.html' title='La tigre e la neve (2005)'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OxsGRTuTlM0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5857461606942663489</id><published>2011-10-04T13:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:34:16.478+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gioconda Belli quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KGG_X36Oio/Toru6btfZZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/H1AUUAKAJLw/s1600/karolinwoltergm3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KGG_X36Oio/Toru6btfZZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/H1AUUAKAJLw/s320/karolinwoltergm3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karolin Wolter&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;No  me arredran las lanzas, la mentira me asquea, lucho hasta la locura por  las cosas que creo. Acepto, soy ingenua.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;(Gioconda Belli) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ch2-OaTP6rk" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5857461606942663489?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5857461606942663489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5857461606942663489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/gioconda-belli-quote.html' title='Gioconda Belli quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KGG_X36Oio/Toru6btfZZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/H1AUUAKAJLw/s72-c/karolinwoltergm3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-749392324786301167</id><published>2011-10-03T21:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:57:36.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerouac quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtxlZuB5b5A/TooTGG8WHUI/AAAAAAAAA8U/WiZS4DId_XY/s1600/KarolinWolter4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtxlZuB5b5A/TooTGG8WHUI/AAAAAAAAA8U/WiZS4DId_XY/s320/KarolinWolter4.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karolin Wolter&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Las únicas personas que me agradan son las que están locas: locas por vivir, locas por hablar, locas por ser salvadas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jack Kerouac&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="rbottom-f"&gt;                                                &lt;/b&gt;            &lt;a class="correo-a" href="http://www.frasescortas.org/frases-cortas-de-locura-de-jack-kerouac/las-unicas-personas-que-me-agradan-son-las-que-estan-locas-.html" title="Frases Cortas de Locura de Jack Kerouac"&gt;    &lt;span class="correo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frasescortas.org/frases-cortas-de-jack-kerouac.html" title="Frases Cortas de Jack Kerouac"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-749392324786301167?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/749392324786301167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/749392324786301167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/kerouac-quote.html' title='Kerouac quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtxlZuB5b5A/TooTGG8WHUI/AAAAAAAAA8U/WiZS4DId_XY/s72-c/KarolinWolter4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-279871300545243016</id><published>2011-10-03T21:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:54:33.879+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maniac (Flashdance) - Michael Sembello</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jsGOcC85gnA/TooSlNYGSlI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/I4r7_RKhKms/s1600/christie_turlington+peter_lindbergh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jsGOcC85gnA/TooSlNYGSlI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/I4r7_RKhKms/s320/christie_turlington+peter_lindbergh.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christie Turlington&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a still town girl on a saturday night, lookin' for the fight of her life&lt;br /&gt;In the real-time world no one sees her at all, they all say she's crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart, changing woman into life&lt;br /&gt;She has danced into the danger zone, when a dancer becomes a dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can cut you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fire&lt;br /&gt;On a wire between will and what will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/8NjbGr2nk2c"&gt;maniac&lt;/a&gt;, maniac on the floor&lt;br /&gt;And she's dancing like she's never danced before&lt;br /&gt;She's a maniac, maniac on the floor&lt;br /&gt;And she's dancing like she's never danced before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ice-build iron sanity is a place most never see&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can't hold it&lt;br /&gt;You work all your life for that moment in time, it could come or pass you by&lt;br /&gt;It's a push of the world, but there's always a chance&lt;br /&gt;If the hunger stays the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a cold connective heat, struggling, stretching for defeat&lt;br /&gt;Never stopping with her head against the wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-279871300545243016?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/279871300545243016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/279871300545243016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/maniac-flashdance-michael-sembello.html' title='Maniac (Flashdance) - Michael Sembello'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jsGOcC85gnA/TooSlNYGSlI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/I4r7_RKhKms/s72-c/christie_turlington+peter_lindbergh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6241793661553653902</id><published>2011-10-02T14:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T14:22:58.881+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Por el amor de amar - Concha Buika</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ypz3Iuyw_fw/TohXSD8lh_I/AAAAAAAAA8M/FQc4zmqjC3w/s1600/naomi_campbell+herb_ritts+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ypz3Iuyw_fw/TohXSD8lh_I/AAAAAAAAA8M/FQc4zmqjC3w/s320/naomi_campbell+herb_ritts+%25283%2529.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naomi Campbell&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/YQdGSa-x2rw"&gt;Quiero &lt;/a&gt;la luz del sol&lt;br /&gt;También quiero el azul del cielo en el mar&lt;br /&gt;Quiero mas sin fin&lt;br /&gt;para no tener nunca que terminar&lt;br /&gt;como la flor feliz de ver como nace la flor&lt;br /&gt;Hoy mi sombra se deshace como el viento.&lt;br /&gt;Quien me quiera amar, &lt;br /&gt;amará tambien lo peor de mi, con ardor&lt;br /&gt;El corazon del mundo canta en mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;mis pies siguen bailando sin cesar&lt;br /&gt;Desde que desapareciste todo es celebracion&lt;br /&gt;y todo el dolor desapareció.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesito amar&lt;br /&gt;quiero ser la luz que besa la flor&lt;br /&gt;Necesito amar&lt;br /&gt;ser la flor que se da solo con pasión.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6241793661553653902?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6241793661553653902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6241793661553653902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/por-el-amor-de-amar-concha-buika.html' title='Por el amor de amar - Concha Buika'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ypz3Iuyw_fw/TohXSD8lh_I/AAAAAAAAA8M/FQc4zmqjC3w/s72-c/naomi_campbell+herb_ritts+%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-3090364914744223932</id><published>2011-10-01T14:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T14:03:26.709+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Price Tag - Jessie J</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ywNa8HTYXuk/TocBT8_5IJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/_zd2KqLAblw/s1600/audrey-hepburn-1.jpg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ywNa8HTYXuk/TocBT8_5IJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/_zd2KqLAblw/s320/audrey-hepburn-1.jpg2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey Hepburn&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Seems like everybody's got a &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/tnw0mn_eYLM"&gt;price&lt;/a&gt;. I wonder how they sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;When the sale comes first, and the truth comes second, just stop, for a minute and smile.&lt;br /&gt;Why is everybody so obsessed? Money can't buy us happiness&lt;br /&gt;Can we all slow down and enjoy right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-3090364914744223932?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3090364914744223932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3090364914744223932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/10/price-tag-jessie-j.html' title='Price Tag - Jessie J'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ywNa8HTYXuk/TocBT8_5IJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/_zd2KqLAblw/s72-c/audrey-hepburn-1.jpg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6544649384652691648</id><published>2011-09-30T12:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T12:21:24.521+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody's perfect - Jessie J</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xIB75OoPKE/ToWX2lxih5I/AAAAAAAAA8E/Q8D7Stw-9pY/s1600/05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xIB75OoPKE/ToWX2lxih5I/AAAAAAAAA8E/Q8D7Stw-9pY/s320/05.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm nervous I have this thing yeah I talk too much&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just can't shut the hell up&lt;br /&gt;It's like I need to tell someone anyone who'll listen&lt;br /&gt;And that's where I seem to fuck up, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I forget about the consequences, for a minute there I lose my senses&lt;br /&gt;And in the heat of the moment my mouth's starts going the words start flowing&lt;br /&gt;But I never meant to hurt you, I know it's time that i learnt to&lt;br /&gt;Treat the people I love like I wanna be loved&lt;br /&gt;This is a lesson learnt and I hate that I let you down and I feel so bad about it&lt;br /&gt;I guess karma comes back around cause now I'm the one that's hurting yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I made you think that that the trust we had is broken&lt;br /&gt;So don't tell me you can't forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Cause nobody's perfect, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;If i could turn back the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;I swear I never wanna cross that line&lt;br /&gt;I should of kept it between us but no I went and told the whole world how I feel and oh&lt;br /&gt;So I sit and I realise with these tears falling from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I gotta change if I wanna keep you forever&lt;br /&gt;I promise that I'm gonna try&lt;br /&gt;But I never meant to hurt you, i know it's time that i learnt to&lt;br /&gt;Treat the people I love like I wanna be loved&lt;br /&gt;This is a lesson learnt and I hate that I let you down and I feel so bad about it&lt;br /&gt;I guess karma comes back around cause now I'm the one that's hurting yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I made you think that that the trust we had is broken&lt;br /&gt;So don't tell me you can't forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Cause nobody's perfect, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a saint no not at all, but what I did it wasn't cool&lt;br /&gt;But I swear that I'll never do it again to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a saint, no not at all, but what I did it wasn't cool&lt;br /&gt;But I swear that I'll never do it again to you&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I let you down, and I feel so bad about it&lt;br /&gt;I guess karma comes back around cause now I'm the one that's hurting yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I made you think that that the trust we had is broken&lt;br /&gt;So don't tell me you can't forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Cause nobody's perfect, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I let you down and i feel so bad about it&lt;br /&gt;I guess karma comes back around and I'm the one that's hurting, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I made you think that the trust we had is broken&lt;br /&gt;So don't tell me you can't forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Cause &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/yx-G_bFeHzw"&gt;nobody's perfect&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6544649384652691648?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6544649384652691648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6544649384652691648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/nobodys-perfect-jessie-j.html' title='Nobody&apos;s perfect - Jessie J'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xIB75OoPKE/ToWX2lxih5I/AAAAAAAAA8E/Q8D7Stw-9pY/s72-c/05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5667378262892664257</id><published>2011-09-27T11:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:19:44.711+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand - Lenny Kravitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xoVL1S03xw/ToGVBjHQoTI/AAAAAAAAA8A/tQTnLIMpvrs/s1600/standca0b16-500-333_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xoVL1S03xw/ToGVBjHQoTI/AAAAAAAAA8A/tQTnLIMpvrs/s320/standca0b16-500-333_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Your faith and patience will be your soldiers&lt;br /&gt;To guide you through your troubled times&lt;br /&gt;Just put one foot in front of the other&lt;br /&gt;The battles are inside your mind&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to face your demons&lt;br /&gt;Come on, &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/ada3vv-YF_4"&gt;stand&lt;/a&gt;, up again, you're gonna run again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5667378262892664257?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5667378262892664257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5667378262892664257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/stand-lenny-kravitz.html' title='Stand - Lenny Kravitz'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xoVL1S03xw/ToGVBjHQoTI/AAAAAAAAA8A/tQTnLIMpvrs/s72-c/standca0b16-500-333_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-9028455111538851064</id><published>2011-09-27T11:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:16:15.223+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brubaker quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_oQvnCLUBE/ToGUOqg0x5I/AAAAAAAAA78/TYsRySqZfVo/s1600/tatianadj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_oQvnCLUBE/ToGUOqg0x5I/AAAAAAAAA78/TYsRySqZfVo/s320/tatianadj.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tatiana Patitz&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Se puede negociar en la estrategia y no en los principios.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Brubaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-9028455111538851064?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/9028455111538851064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/9028455111538851064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/brubaker-quote.html' title='Brubaker quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_oQvnCLUBE/ToGUOqg0x5I/AAAAAAAAA78/TYsRySqZfVo/s72-c/tatianadj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5647024475802369228</id><published>2011-09-26T20:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:50:28.865+02:00</updated><title type='text'>You get me - Seal &amp; Concha Buika</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HAw9TivlDhw/ToDJAj75RGI/AAAAAAAAA74/5076fO1vKZU/s1600/patitz83resizepw7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HAw9TivlDhw/ToDJAj75RGI/AAAAAAAAA74/5076fO1vKZU/s320/patitz83resizepw7.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tatiana Patitz&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say no, if I resist,&lt;br /&gt;if I dont give in to this,&lt;br /&gt;would it be a lesson or a loss?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I know what it’s about:&lt;br /&gt;thoughts come in, and words come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say yes, if I let go,&lt;br /&gt;and face the consequence I’ll know,&lt;br /&gt;will it lead to living with regret?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the walls are coming down,&lt;br /&gt;I wont be the same when I come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/pZFUBVXclQU"&gt;You get me. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5647024475802369228?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5647024475802369228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5647024475802369228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-get-me-seal-concha-buika.html' title='You get me - Seal &amp; Concha Buika'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HAw9TivlDhw/ToDJAj75RGI/AAAAAAAAA74/5076fO1vKZU/s72-c/patitz83resizepw7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-541440084736747909</id><published>2011-09-22T14:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T14:00:52.793+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Refrán popular</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvxe8sCj7O0/TnsjLZBcnbI/AAAAAAAAA70/8GSq6t7ochI/s1600/piscina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvxe8sCj7O0/TnsjLZBcnbI/AAAAAAAAA70/8GSq6t7ochI/s320/piscina.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lo quiero, no lo quiero.&lt;br /&gt;Échamelo en el sombrero!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-541440084736747909?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/541440084736747909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/541440084736747909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/refran-popular.html' title='Refrán popular'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvxe8sCj7O0/TnsjLZBcnbI/AAAAAAAAA70/8GSq6t7ochI/s72-c/piscina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2025993036777125535</id><published>2011-09-22T13:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T13:57:15.031+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood - Santa Esmeralda</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmNcbDkjfKQ/TnsiVidNOcI/AAAAAAAAA7w/YE4RXxb6bfI/s1600/robinwright.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmNcbDkjfKQ/TnsiVidNOcI/AAAAAAAAA7w/YE4RXxb6bfI/s320/robinwright.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Robin Wright&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Baby, do you understand me now? Sometimes I feel a little mad.&lt;br /&gt;But, don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel when things go wrong I seem to be bad!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a soul whose intentions are good, oh Lord, please &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/t8NVQ0iao0g"&gt;don't let me be misunderstood&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2025993036777125535?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2025993036777125535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2025993036777125535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-let-me-be-misunderstood-santa_22.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Me Be Misunderstood - Santa Esmeralda'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmNcbDkjfKQ/TnsiVidNOcI/AAAAAAAAA7w/YE4RXxb6bfI/s72-c/robinwright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-5472768008256021290</id><published>2011-09-22T13:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T13:49:59.612+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lonely Shepherd - Gheorghe Zamfir</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8z-BUyu0Mk/TnsgWZBm4ZI/AAAAAAAAA7s/gdVAo8wWQ0k/s1600/marilyn2wmz2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8z-BUyu0Mk/TnsgWZBm4ZI/AAAAAAAAA7s/gdVAo8wWQ0k/s320/marilyn2wmz2.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Gheorghe Zamfir &amp;amp; James Last The Lonely Shepherd"&gt;Gheorghe Zamfir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/dJByeRX004M"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Gheorghe Zamfir &amp;amp; James Last The Lonely Shepherd"&gt;The Lonely Shepherd   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-5472768008256021290?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5472768008256021290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/5472768008256021290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/lonely-shepherd-gheorghe-zamfir.html' title='The Lonely Shepherd - Gheorghe Zamfir'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8z-BUyu0Mk/TnsgWZBm4ZI/AAAAAAAAA7s/gdVAo8wWQ0k/s72-c/marilyn2wmz2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2232403950294007841</id><published>2011-09-20T20:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T20:14:08.033+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood - Santa Esmeralda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-soeevlCK-SY/TnjXhtlZHhI/AAAAAAAAA7o/nMUt_sqXcWg/s1600/viva-moda3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-soeevlCK-SY/TnjXhtlZHhI/AAAAAAAAA7o/nMUt_sqXcWg/s320/viva-moda3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby, do you understand me now?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel a little mad&lt;br /&gt;But, don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel &lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong I seem to be bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a soul whose intentions are good&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/t8NVQ0iao0g"&gt;don't let me be misunderstood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I seem edgy &lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I never meant to take it out on you&lt;br /&gt;Life has its problems&lt;br /&gt;And I got my share&lt;br /&gt;And that's one thing I never meant to do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't you know I'm just human&lt;br /&gt;And I've got thoughts like any other one&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I find myself, oh Lord, regretting&lt;br /&gt;Some foolish thing, some foolish thing I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, don't let me be misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let me be misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, do you understand me now?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel a little mad&lt;br /&gt;But, don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel &lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong I seem to be bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree&lt;br /&gt;With a joy that's hard to hide&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it seems that, all I have to do is worry&lt;br /&gt;And then you're bound to see my other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I seem edgy &lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I never meant to take it out on you&lt;br /&gt;Life has its problems&lt;br /&gt;And I got my share&lt;br /&gt;And that's one thing I never meant to do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, don't you know I'm human &lt;br /&gt;I have thoughts like any other one&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I find myself, oh Lord, regretting&lt;br /&gt;Some foolish thing, some foolish thing I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2232403950294007841?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2232403950294007841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2232403950294007841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-let-me-be-misunderstood-santa.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Me Be Misunderstood - Santa Esmeralda'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-soeevlCK-SY/TnjXhtlZHhI/AAAAAAAAA7o/nMUt_sqXcWg/s72-c/viva-moda3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7320371145531049627</id><published>2011-09-14T21:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T21:09:53.419+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Relator - Pete Yorn &amp; Scarlett Johansson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I met you,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do. I was tired,&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry,&lt;br /&gt;I fight. Now I'm away,&lt;br /&gt;I write home everyday and I see you on the TV at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see that life's for us to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;You can leave whenever you want out.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. You don't &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/RHGecjIgJ70"&gt;relate &lt;/a&gt;to me,&lt;br /&gt;no girl,&lt;br /&gt;you don't respect me,&lt;br /&gt;no girl,&lt;br /&gt;no girl. Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I met you,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;but I noticed that I didn't really feel.&lt;br /&gt;Now you're away,&lt;br /&gt;you write home everyday. I don't beg,&lt;br /&gt;I don't borrow,&lt;br /&gt;I steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don't think that life's for us to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;You can leave whenever you want out,&lt;br /&gt;you want out. Well,&lt;br /&gt;you don't relate to me,&lt;br /&gt;no girl. You don't respect me,&lt;br /&gt;no girl. (you can leave when ever you want out)&lt;br /&gt;And you don't relate to me,&lt;br /&gt;no girl. And you don't respect me,&lt;br /&gt;no girl. (You can leave whenever you want out)&lt;br /&gt;No you don't relate to me,&lt;br /&gt;no girl. And you don't respect me,&lt;br /&gt;no girl. No girl. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsARIGKBEQw/TnD7sggfZXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/pwYklIasA_o/s1600/pareja.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsARIGKBEQw/TnD7sggfZXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/pwYklIasA_o/s320/pareja.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7320371145531049627?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7320371145531049627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7320371145531049627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/relator-pete-yorn-scarlett-johansson.html' title='Relator - Pete Yorn &amp; Scarlett Johansson'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsARIGKBEQw/TnD7sggfZXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/pwYklIasA_o/s72-c/pareja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8014078458167951502</id><published>2011-09-14T21:04:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T21:04:30.951+02:00</updated><title type='text'>José Ángel Valente quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eyezWaxvJdc/TnD6ieaFWGI/AAAAAAAAA7g/SOM2ler0ng4/s1600/tatjana_patitz+herb_ritts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eyezWaxvJdc/TnD6ieaFWGI/AAAAAAAAA7g/SOM2ler0ng4/s320/tatjana_patitz+herb_ritts.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Voltei. Nunca partira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Alongarme somente foi o xeito de ficar para sempre.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;-José Ángel Valente-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8014078458167951502?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8014078458167951502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8014078458167951502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/jose-angel-valente-quote.html' title='José Ángel Valente quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eyezWaxvJdc/TnD6ieaFWGI/AAAAAAAAA7g/SOM2ler0ng4/s72-c/tatjana_patitz+herb_ritts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1576407662100565105</id><published>2011-09-14T20:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T20:59:04.765+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Las oportunidades - Andrés Calamaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RI-BlASnPIs/TnD4_GSaxuI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Qzlv8kZV_CE/s1600/tumbadaplayao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RI-BlASnPIs/TnD4_GSaxuI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Qzlv8kZV_CE/s320/tumbadaplayao.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces esperando&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/8N7at2fVsys"&gt; las oportunidades&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;no se ven y se tira todo a la marchanta&lt;br /&gt;y vos tan orgullosa que nunca me avisaste&lt;br /&gt;que también fuiste mía aquel verano...&lt;br /&gt;Mirando las golondrinas en el cielo, &lt;br /&gt;no se ven otras golondrinas al alcance de la mano&lt;br /&gt;es cuando la estupidez gana por afano&lt;br /&gt;a la suerte que nunca llega si la estamos esperando&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo? ,¿cuándo? y ¿Por qué? &lt;br /&gt;son demasiadas preguntas para hacerle al destino&lt;br /&gt;a veces estamos finos y otras veces nada que ver&lt;br /&gt;pues hay que caminar antes de empezar a correr&lt;br /&gt;La culpa es un invento muy poco generoso,&lt;br /&gt;y el tiempo tremendo invento sabandija,&lt;br /&gt;será que será suficiente con que uno elija, &lt;br /&gt;porque si no la buena fortuna pasa de largo&lt;br /&gt;Y vos tan orgullosa que nunca me avisaste&lt;br /&gt;que tal vez, fuiste mía un verano...&lt;br /&gt;Y vos tan orgullosa que nunca me avisaste&lt;br /&gt;que tal vez, fuiste mía un verano...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1576407662100565105?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1576407662100565105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1576407662100565105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/las-oportunidades-andres-calamaro.html' title='Las oportunidades - Andrés Calamaro'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RI-BlASnPIs/TnD4_GSaxuI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Qzlv8kZV_CE/s72-c/tumbadaplayao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1675938523452255905</id><published>2011-09-13T14:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T14:43:11.584+02:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai besoin de la lune - Manu Chao</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5p5S-vtn2Jc/Tm9O5SW3nSI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/xnlcnIesTcI/s1600/naomiLUZ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5p5S-vtn2Jc/Tm9O5SW3nSI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/xnlcnIesTcI/s320/naomiLUZ.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naomi Watts&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/MtHbX-MniFk"&gt;J’ai besoin de la lune&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pour lui parler la nuit.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin du soleil&lt;br /&gt;pour me chauffer la vie.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD1"&gt;de la mer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pour regarder au loin.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai tant besoin de toi&lt;br /&gt;tout à coté de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin de la lune&lt;br /&gt;Pour voir venir le jour&lt;br /&gt;tant besoin du soleil&lt;br /&gt;pour l’appeler la nuit&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin de la mer&lt;br /&gt;Tout a coté de moi&lt;br /&gt;J’ai tant besoin de toi&lt;br /&gt;pour me sauver la vie …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin de mon père&lt;br /&gt;pour savoir d’ou je viens,&lt;br /&gt;Tant besoin de ma mère&lt;br /&gt;pour montrer le chemin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin du metro&lt;br /&gt;pour aller boire un verre&lt;br /&gt;tant besoin d’oublier&lt;br /&gt;tant besoin de prières.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin de la lune&lt;br /&gt;pour lui parler la nuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin de la lune&lt;br /&gt;pour lui parler la nuit.&lt;br /&gt;Tant besoin du soleil&lt;br /&gt;pour me chauffer la vie.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin de la mer&lt;br /&gt;pour regarder au loin&lt;br /&gt;J’ai tant besoin de toi&lt;br /&gt;tout à coté de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin de la terre&lt;br /&gt;pour connaître l’enfer&lt;br /&gt;tant besoin d’un petit coin&lt;br /&gt;pour pisser le matin.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai tant besoin d’amour&lt;br /&gt;tant besoin tout les jours.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai tant besoin de toi&lt;br /&gt;tout à coté de moi.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai tant revé d’un jour&lt;br /&gt;de marché sous la lune.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai tant revé d’un soir&lt;br /&gt;au soleil de tes nuits.&lt;br /&gt;J’ai tant revé d’une vie&lt;br /&gt;à dormir ce matin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai besoin de la lune&lt;br /&gt;pour lui parler la nuit&lt;br /&gt;pas besoin de la mort&lt;br /&gt;pour rire à mon destin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1675938523452255905?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1675938523452255905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1675938523452255905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/jai-besoin-de-la-lune-manu-chao.html' title='J&apos;ai besoin de la lune - Manu Chao'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5p5S-vtn2Jc/Tm9O5SW3nSI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/xnlcnIesTcI/s72-c/naomiLUZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-3570470097994633392</id><published>2011-09-12T13:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T13:14:07.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days and Mondays - The Carpenters</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5rtFw51_2c/Tm3o9IOdu-I/AAAAAAAAA7U/gPr1BnkjWqY/s1600/brella2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5rtFw51_2c/Tm3o9IOdu-I/AAAAAAAAA7U/gPr1BnkjWqY/s320/brella2.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zooey Deschanel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talkin' to myself and feeling old.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'd like to quit;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever seems to fit;&lt;br /&gt;Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days and Mondays always get me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've got they used to call the blues:&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' is really wrong;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' like I don't belong;&lt;br /&gt;Walkin' around, some kind of lonely clown;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/dPmbT5XC-q0"&gt;Rainy days and Mondays&lt;/a&gt; always get me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, but it seems that I always wind up-a here with you;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to know somebody loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Funny, but it seems that it's the only thing to do:&lt;br /&gt;Run and find the one who loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I feel is come and gone before:&lt;br /&gt;No need to talk it out;&lt;br /&gt;We know what it's all about.&lt;br /&gt;Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days and Mondays always get me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;Run and find the one who loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangin' around, nothing do to but frown;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days and Mondays always get me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-3570470097994633392?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3570470097994633392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3570470097994633392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/rainy-days-and-mondays-carpenters.html' title='Rainy Days and Mondays - The Carpenters'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5rtFw51_2c/Tm3o9IOdu-I/AAAAAAAAA7U/gPr1BnkjWqY/s72-c/brella2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1439530575872306562</id><published>2011-09-02T15:17:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T15:18:48.060+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk it back - R.E.M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N034HQtIfUE/TmDW97BahnI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Qt93dxPyfZg/s1600/walk_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N034HQtIfUE/TmDW97BahnI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Qt93dxPyfZg/s400/walk_500.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/XU9KEK5OnbI"&gt;Walk it back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, what would you have had me say?&lt;br /&gt;Instead of what I said&lt;br /&gt;Where, where would I go?&lt;br /&gt;How could I follow that?&lt;br /&gt;Except to do what I did&lt;br /&gt;Which it's to walk it back&lt;br /&gt;Time reversing me why&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;erasing me vice and tried to start again&lt;br /&gt;You, don't you turn this around&lt;br /&gt;I have not touch the ground in&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long&lt;br /&gt;You say to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;walk it back&lt;br /&gt;Time, time, time it cannot revive&lt;br /&gt;You, you can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;You asked me to stay&lt;br /&gt;but something needs to change&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;walk it back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1439530575872306562?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1439530575872306562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1439530575872306562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/09/walk-it-back-rem.html' title='Walk it back - R.E.M.'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N034HQtIfUE/TmDW97BahnI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Qt93dxPyfZg/s72-c/walk_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-9130268946570117090</id><published>2011-08-28T15:40:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T15:41:12.697+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A smile in a whisper - Fairground Attraction</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29pXlOzXLus/TlpE77Kn4NI/AAAAAAAAA7I/avWgTz3vg4Q/s1600/gemma+ward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29pXlOzXLus/TlpE77Kn4NI/AAAAAAAAA7I/avWgTz3vg4Q/s320/gemma+ward.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gemma Ward&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are unable to speak of love,&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/kEheH--iYnY"&gt;a smile in a whisper&lt;/a&gt; does.&lt;br /&gt;All of the letters and all of the words&lt;br /&gt;in all of the books all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;They're nothing but sounds and vowels&lt;br /&gt;and nouns,&lt;br /&gt;for talking to stranger,&lt;br /&gt;that's all they're worth. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-9130268946570117090?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/9130268946570117090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/9130268946570117090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/smile-in-whisper-fairground-attraction.html' title='A smile in a whisper - Fairground Attraction'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29pXlOzXLus/TlpE77Kn4NI/AAAAAAAAA7I/avWgTz3vg4Q/s72-c/gemma+ward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-1739376955988673019</id><published>2011-08-27T11:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T11:55:45.971+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Never ever - All saints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Laf7NHuaCV0/Tli-y6spJEI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ShynHw3tifo/s1600/neverever198170_980.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Laf7NHuaCV0/Tli-y6spJEI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ShynHw3tifo/s320/neverever198170_980.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few questions that I need to know&lt;br /&gt;how you could ever hurt me so&lt;br /&gt;I need to know what I've done wrong&lt;br /&gt;and how long it's been going on&lt;br /&gt;Was it that I never paid enough attention?&lt;br /&gt;Or did I not give enough affection?&lt;br /&gt;Not only will your answers keep me sane&lt;br /&gt;but I'll know never to make the same mistake again&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me to my face or even on the phone&lt;br /&gt;You can write it in a letter, either way, I have to know&lt;br /&gt;Did I never treat you right?&lt;br /&gt;Did I always start the fight?&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm going out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;all the answers to my questions&lt;br /&gt;I have to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head's spinning&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I'm in a daze&lt;br /&gt;I feel isolated&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna communicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a shower, I will scour&lt;br /&gt;I will rub&lt;br /&gt;To find peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;The happy mind I once owned, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flexing vocabulary runs right through me&lt;br /&gt;The alphabet runs right from A to Z&lt;br /&gt;Conversations, hesitations in my mind&lt;br /&gt;You got my conscience asking questions that I can't find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I ain't done nothing wrong, no&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I heard that this feeling&lt;br /&gt;won't last that long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have I ever felt so low&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna take me out of this black hole?&lt;br /&gt;Never ever have I ever felt so sad&lt;br /&gt;The way I'm feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/ZEzU8bJaGu0"&gt;Never ever&lt;/a&gt; have I had to find&lt;br /&gt;I've had to dig away to find my own peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I've Never ever had my conscience to fight&lt;br /&gt;The way I'm feeling, yeah, I just don't feel right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep searching&lt;br /&gt;Deep within my soul&lt;br /&gt;For all the answers&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hurt no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need peace, got to feel at ease&lt;br /&gt;Need to be.&lt;br /&gt;Free from pain - going insane&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-1739376955988673019?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1739376955988673019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/1739376955988673019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/never-ever-all-saints.html' title='Never ever - All saints'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Laf7NHuaCV0/Tli-y6spJEI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ShynHw3tifo/s72-c/neverever198170_980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8945022600102534767</id><published>2011-08-27T11:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T11:51:32.100+02:00</updated><title type='text'>QUOTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_9iYeu7Joc/Tli-ChID3qI/AAAAAAAAA7A/1VQUsMlrM9I/s1600/chain_mail_projection_on_model.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_9iYeu7Joc/Tli-ChID3qI/AAAAAAAAA7A/1VQUsMlrM9I/s320/chain_mail_projection_on_model.JPG" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Pase usted a mi salita", le dijo la araña a la mosca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8945022600102534767?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8945022600102534767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8945022600102534767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/quote.html' title='QUOTE'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_9iYeu7Joc/Tli-ChID3qI/AAAAAAAAA7A/1VQUsMlrM9I/s72-c/chain_mail_projection_on_model.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-7804709124335753386</id><published>2011-08-26T13:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T13:51:25.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>He touched me - Barbra Streisand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GuYFZXw4c6M" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;He touched me,&lt;br /&gt;He put his hand near mine&lt;br /&gt;And then he touched me&lt;br /&gt;I felt a sudden tingle when he touched me&lt;br /&gt;A sparkle, a glow&lt;br /&gt;He knew it...&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't accidental, no,&lt;br /&gt;He knew it&lt;br /&gt;He smiled and seem to tell me so all through it&lt;br /&gt;He knew it, I know...&lt;br /&gt;He's real, and the world is alive and shining&lt;br /&gt;I feel such a wonderful drive toward valentining&lt;br /&gt;He touched me, I simply have to face the fact&lt;br /&gt;He touched me...&lt;br /&gt;Control myself and try to act&lt;br /&gt;As if I remember my name&lt;br /&gt;But he touched me...&lt;br /&gt;He touched me...&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly nothing is the same!&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he touched me...&lt;br /&gt;He touched me...&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly... nothing, nothing, nothing is the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-7804709124335753386?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7804709124335753386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/7804709124335753386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-touched-me-barbra-streisand.html' title='He touched me - Barbra Streisand'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GuYFZXw4c6M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8467298114540107068</id><published>2011-08-26T13:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T11:52:51.232+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbra Streisand quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7iFKCsALMQ/TleHvtvpG_I/AAAAAAAAA68/gL3Z-1Acpl4/s1600/barbra.bmp" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7iFKCsALMQ/TleHvtvpG_I/AAAAAAAAA68/gL3Z-1Acpl4/s320/barbra.bmp" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Las personas son sus principios".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Barbra Streisand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8467298114540107068?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8467298114540107068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8467298114540107068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/barbra-streisand-quote.html' title='Barbra Streisand quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7iFKCsALMQ/TleHvtvpG_I/AAAAAAAAA68/gL3Z-1Acpl4/s72-c/barbra.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2575294594412309293</id><published>2011-08-26T13:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T13:45:14.556+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey Hepburn quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2owWSRjCXA/TleG87PMeDI/AAAAAAAAA64/TOrCqjiFSEg/s1600/Annex+-+Hepburn%252C+Audrey+%2528My+Fair+Lady%2529_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2owWSRjCXA/TleG87PMeDI/AAAAAAAAA64/TOrCqjiFSEg/s320/Annex+-+Hepburn%252C+Audrey+%2528My+Fair+Lady%2529_01.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey Hepburn - My fair lady&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me gusta la gente que me hace reír. Sinceramente, creo que reír es la cosa que más me gusta. Cura una multitud de males y es probablemente la cosa más importante en una persona.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey Hepburn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2575294594412309293?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2575294594412309293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2575294594412309293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/audrey-hepburn-quote_26.html' title='Audrey Hepburn quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2owWSRjCXA/TleG87PMeDI/AAAAAAAAA64/TOrCqjiFSEg/s72-c/Annex+-+Hepburn%252C+Audrey+%2528My+Fair+Lady%2529_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8008740917207113842</id><published>2011-08-25T14:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:33:01.323+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brahms Hungarian Dance No 5 - David Garrett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XH6ZWV5QspA" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Componer no es difícil, lo complicado es dejar caer bajo la mesa las notas superfluas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brahms &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8008740917207113842?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8008740917207113842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8008740917207113842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/brahms-hungarian-dance-no-5-david.html' title='Brahms Hungarian Dance No 5 - David Garrett'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XH6ZWV5QspA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-4464058839947791406</id><published>2011-08-25T14:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:33:27.324+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoffman quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AV_ZIcPboRQ/TlZAF_dKIGI/AAAAAAAAA60/BZ4XOQ93HPc/s1600/el+violin+de+Ingres+1924.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AV_ZIcPboRQ/TlZAF_dKIGI/AAAAAAAAA60/BZ4XOQ93HPc/s320/el+violin+de+Ingres+1924.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;("El violín de Ingres" - Man Ray&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;La música empieza donde se acaba el lenguaje.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoffmann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-4464058839947791406?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4464058839947791406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/4464058839947791406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/hoffman-quote.html' title='Hoffman quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AV_ZIcPboRQ/TlZAF_dKIGI/AAAAAAAAA60/BZ4XOQ93HPc/s72-c/el+violin+de+Ingres+1924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-6930072257095641590</id><published>2011-08-25T14:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:27:17.631+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hercule Poirot quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cwuUCZ0MFOc/TlY_bswKZMI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Ne4GXEXVd_s/s1600/qot20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cwuUCZ0MFOc/TlY_bswKZMI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Ne4GXEXVd_s/s320/qot20.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Es un gran error decir cosas cuando no hay necesidad de ello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hercule Poirot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-6930072257095641590?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6930072257095641590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/6930072257095641590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/hercule-poirot-quote_25.html' title='Hercule Poirot quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cwuUCZ0MFOc/TlY_bswKZMI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Ne4GXEXVd_s/s72-c/qot20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-3668972194064331949</id><published>2011-08-22T20:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:22:22.709+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey Hepburn quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7AsJrum6yZA/TlKeQfcDMcI/AAAAAAAAA50/uNXf5sHorZg/s1600/posibleAudrey%252BHepburn.jpg5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7AsJrum6yZA/TlKeQfcDMcI/AAAAAAAAA50/uNXf5sHorZg/s320/posibleAudrey%252BHepburn.jpg5.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing is impossible, the word itself says 'I'm possible'! - Audrey Hepburn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-3668972194064331949?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3668972194064331949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/3668972194064331949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/audrey-hepburn-quote.html' title='Audrey Hepburn quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7AsJrum6yZA/TlKeQfcDMcI/AAAAAAAAA50/uNXf5sHorZg/s72-c/posibleAudrey%252BHepburn.jpg5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-258898897706489009</id><published>2011-08-22T20:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:20:18.150+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Miro la vida pasar - Fangoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-brBdA8VBWso/TlKc6WoRzBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HAQwQ690XoA/s1600/eva-herzigova-m-magazine-junio-2009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-brBdA8VBWso/TlKc6WoRzBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HAQwQ690XoA/s320/eva-herzigova-m-magazine-junio-2009.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eva Herzigova&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi indiferencia natural,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;curtida en mil batallas contra la pereza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;borra del mapa todo amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque en mi vida todo acaba como empieza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y el plan travesti y radical,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;le doy la espalda a cualquier muestra de tristeza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;melancolia o decepción, felicidad o tentación,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;todo podría ir a peor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mientras tanto miro la vida pasar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y no sabes cuanto cuesta aceptar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que no volverás.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por el momento miro la vida pasar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin venir a cuento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alguien te vuelve a nombrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pasado el tiempo sigo igual,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a veces pienso que he perdido la cabeza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y algunos días sin razón,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ya ni me late el corazón en esta carcel de rencor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mientras tanto miro la vida pasar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y no sabes cuanto cuesta aceptar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que no volverás.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por el momento miro la vida pasar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin venir a cuento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alguien te vuelve a nombrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Siempre he sido fuerte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aunque a veces he dudado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;si la suerte no se ha reído de mi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mientras tanto miro la vida pasar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y no sabes cuanto cuesta aceptar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que no volverás.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por el momento &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/a1TbJ2VMCYk"&gt;miro la vida pasar&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sin venir a cuento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alguien te vuelve a nombrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-258898897706489009?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/258898897706489009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/258898897706489009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/miro-la-vida-pasar-fangoria.html' title='Miro la vida pasar - Fangoria'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-brBdA8VBWso/TlKc6WoRzBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HAQwQ690XoA/s72-c/eva-herzigova-m-magazine-junio-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-8850876986258262819</id><published>2011-08-22T20:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:11:08.019+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maribel Verdú quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seAy1ofTQCo/TlKbb-CDn0I/AAAAAAAAA5k/plRW9y0V9y8/s1600/tumbadaMarilynMonroeBestPics-SexySeries-Nude17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seAy1ofTQCo/TlKbb-CDn0I/AAAAAAAAA5k/plRW9y0V9y8/s320/tumbadaMarilynMonroeBestPics-SexySeries-Nude17.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He aprendido que sólo hay un éxito en la vida, y es vivir como uno quiere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maribel Verdú&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-8850876986258262819?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8850876986258262819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/8850876986258262819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/maribel-verdu-quotemar.html' title='Maribel Verdú quote'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seAy1ofTQCo/TlKbb-CDn0I/AAAAAAAAA5k/plRW9y0V9y8/s72-c/tumbadaMarilynMonroeBestPics-SexySeries-Nude17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-9115891617568290238</id><published>2011-08-19T14:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:19:22.525+02:00</updated><title type='text'>How - Ozzy Osbourne cover John Lennon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wLHJAnpFa4k/Tk5UkQjW5EI/AAAAAAAAA5g/X0yvy3sCfao/s1600/fashion3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wLHJAnpFa4k/Tk5UkQjW5EI/AAAAAAAAA5g/X0yvy3sCfao/s320/fashion3.bmp" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/DNrlXzAaoq8"&gt;How &lt;/a&gt;can I go forward when I don't know which way I'm facing?&lt;br /&gt;How can I go forward when I don't know which way to turn?&lt;br /&gt;How can I go forward into something that I'm not sure of?&lt;br /&gt;How can I have feeling if I don't know if it's a feeling?&lt;br /&gt;How can I feel something if I just don't know how to feel,&lt;br /&gt;How can I have feelings when my feelings have always been denied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-9115891617568290238?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/9115891617568290238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/9115891617568290238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-ozzy-osbourne-cover-john-lennon.html' title='How - Ozzy Osbourne cover John Lennon'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wLHJAnpFa4k/Tk5UkQjW5EI/AAAAAAAAA5g/X0yvy3sCfao/s72-c/fashion3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-568152646937966473</id><published>2011-08-19T14:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:15:17.137+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenade - David Garrett</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLxFBUNeCZs/Tk5TFHB9JUI/AAAAAAAAA5c/TMqHNvJDC_4/s1600/Gwyneth-Paltrow-50.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLxFBUNeCZs/Tk5TFHB9JUI/AAAAAAAAA5c/TMqHNvJDC_4/s320/Gwyneth-Paltrow-50.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gwyneth Paltrow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day. May songbirds &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/1SqlqOzHbcA"&gt;serenade &lt;/a&gt;you every step along the way. May a rainbow run beside you in a sky that's always blue. And may happiness fill your heart each day your whole life through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Irish blessing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-568152646937966473?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/568152646937966473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/568152646937966473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/serenade-david-garrett.html' title='Serenade - David Garrett'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLxFBUNeCZs/Tk5TFHB9JUI/AAAAAAAAA5c/TMqHNvJDC_4/s72-c/Gwyneth-Paltrow-50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1177606270107757407.post-2594408563677231291</id><published>2011-08-17T21:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:01:29.529+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me two times - Aerosmith cover unplugged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QifTqwjEF0U/TkwPytAKt9I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ODLlbZQ0Tl0/s1600/lovemetumblr_ll3m3iYbSy1qheuhjo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QifTqwjEF0U/TkwPytAKt9I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ODLlbZQ0Tl0/s320/lovemetumblr_ll3m3iYbSy1qheuhjo1_500.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/syAZtyUVUUw"&gt;Love me two times&lt;/a&gt;, baby &lt;br /&gt;Love me twice today &lt;br /&gt;Love me two times, girl &lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' away &lt;br /&gt;Love me two times, girl &lt;br /&gt;One for tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;One just for today &lt;br /&gt;Love me two times &lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1177606270107757407-2594408563677231291?l=flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2594408563677231291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1177606270107757407/posts/default/2594408563677231291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flymetothemoon-pilar.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-me-two-times-aerosmith-cover.html' title='Love me two times - Aerosmith cover unplugged'/><author><name>Pilar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782946884375836509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5zIZHIcwgI/SwmAVVV4BHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KB55NM1-O2s/S220/katherine+hepburn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QifTqwjEF0U/TkwPytAKt9I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ODLlbZQ0Tl0/s72-c/lovemetumblr_ll3m3iYbSy1qheuhjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
