<?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-25713938</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:11:01.461+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu cantinho...</title><subtitle type='html'>Apenas um espaço para expor as minhas ideias e pensamentos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-2392159217643904106</id><published>2007-01-11T04:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-11T04:57:14.646Z</updated><title type='text'>Mudanças...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Novo blog, por favor usem este endereço: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nunomiguel.wordpress.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://nunomiguel.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado, vemo-nos por aí...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-2392159217643904106?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/2392159217643904106/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=2392159217643904106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/2392159217643904106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/2392159217643904106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2007/01/mudanas.html' title='Mudanças...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-2446743773230963714</id><published>2007-01-07T12:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-07T12:10:47.075Z</updated><title type='text'>Let's sing the blues!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Passagem breve no Caipirinha para beber café e cantar os parabéns a uma aniversariante, e de seguida arranque para o Çahroi! E que acontece quando se juntam 2 malucos por guitarras? O resultado está á vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img142.imageshack.us/my.php?image=07012007054vo2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img142.imageshack.us/img142/4858/07012007054vo2.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uma noite bem animada, com direito a música ao vivo pela nossa parte, e claro, contamos ainda com o coro que tivemos numas mesas atrás! Até á próxima!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-2446743773230963714?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/2446743773230963714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=2446743773230963714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/2446743773230963714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/2446743773230963714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2007/01/lets-sing-blues.html' title='Let&apos;s sing the blues!'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-1172647666942464783</id><published>2007-01-05T19:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-05T19:59:39.781Z</updated><title type='text'>Quando o sol se põe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img47.imageshack.us/my.php?image=05012007051ii2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/8571/05012007051ii2.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... e a lua surge, lentamente... envolta em mistério...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Continua...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-1172647666942464783?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/1172647666942464783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=1172647666942464783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/1172647666942464783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/1172647666942464783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2007/01/quando-o-sol-se-pe.html' title='Quando o sol se põe...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-8075562046115415343</id><published>2007-01-03T19:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-03T19:57:55.152Z</updated><title type='text'>Sinto o meu corpo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...a morrer lentamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talvez seja um alívio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uma forma de libertar a minha alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sombria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;esquecida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enclausurada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alma que deseja ser livre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;@By myself@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-8075562046115415343?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/8075562046115415343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=8075562046115415343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/8075562046115415343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/8075562046115415343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2007/01/sinto-o-meu-corpo.html' title='Sinto o meu corpo...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-7730140257928932848</id><published>2007-01-01T15:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-01T15:32:34.288Z</updated><title type='text'>Ano Novo, vida nova...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Se bem que para mim o significado do ano Novo esteja cada vez mais em vias de desaparecer, a verdade é esta, Ano Novo, vida nova, pelo menos assim o espero; ao invés duma festa de arromba decidi fazer a minha passagem de ano num pequeno bar perdido nos arredores de Sintra, onde um amigo meu e aniversariante estava a meter som. Uma foto para a posteridade, e um abraço para ti Hugo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://img152.imageshack.us/img152/8171/hugojw8.jpg" width="383" align="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feliz 2007, que o melhor do ano anterior seja o pior deste ano e o melhor deste ano o pior do próximo... e por aí fora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-7730140257928932848?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/7730140257928932848/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=7730140257928932848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/7730140257928932848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/7730140257928932848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2007/01/ano-novo-vida-nova.html' title='Ano Novo, vida nova...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-6716927199352574794</id><published>2006-12-26T10:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-26T10:46:38.067Z</updated><title type='text'>Talvez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...um dia acorde no mundo real e esqueça todas as recordações deste pesadelo diário em que vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@By myself@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-6716927199352574794?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/6716927199352574794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=6716927199352574794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/6716927199352574794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/6716927199352574794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/12/talvez.html' title='Talvez...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-7744432166418134291</id><published>2006-12-24T11:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:48:00.559Z</updated><title type='text'>Wish you were here</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KvH127PFmcY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feliz Natal para todos vós!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-7744432166418134291?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/7744432166418134291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=7744432166418134291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/7744432166418134291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/7744432166418134291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/12/wish-you-were-here.html' title='Wish you were here'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-113466314014050901</id><published>2006-12-23T11:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-23T11:44:38.582Z</updated><title type='text'>Keep talking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma das minhas músicas preferidas de Pink Floyd:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-Y5OH7F_94" target="blank"&gt;Keep Talking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Letra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For millions of years mankind lived just like animals&lt;br /&gt;Then something happened which unleashed the power of our imagination&lt;br /&gt;We learned to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a silence surroundiing me&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to think straight&lt;br /&gt;I'll sit in the corner&lt;br /&gt;No one can bother me&lt;br /&gt;I think I should speak now (why won't you talk to me)&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to speak now (you never talk to me)&lt;br /&gt;My words won't come out right (what are you thinking)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm drowning (What are you feeling)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling weak now (why won't you talk to me)&lt;br /&gt;But I can't show my weakness (you never talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder (what are you thinking)&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go from here (what are you feeling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be like this&lt;br /&gt;All we need to do is make sure we keep talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you talk to me (I feel like I'm drowning)&lt;br /&gt;You never talk to me (you know I can't breathe now)&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking (we're going nowhere)&lt;br /&gt;What are you feeling (we're going nowhere)&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;You never talk to me&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be like this&lt;br /&gt;All we need to do is make sure we keep talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-113466314014050901?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/113466314014050901/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=113466314014050901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/113466314014050901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/113466314014050901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/12/keep-talking.html' title='Keep talking'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-116623157818970594</id><published>2006-12-16T01:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:12:58.200Z</updated><title type='text'>Lifting shadows of a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UbiNJRjZRtg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bom fim-de-semana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-116623157818970594?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/116623157818970594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=116623157818970594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/116623157818970594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/116623157818970594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/12/lifting-shadows-of-dream.html' title='Lifting shadows of a dream'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-116543465891689217</id><published>2006-12-06T19:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-08T21:23:15.193Z</updated><title type='text'>E como não há duas sem três..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ou dois sem três, aqui fica o cd 3 de "Music For My Thoughts":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. The Bangles - Eternal Flame&lt;br /&gt;02. Tracy Chapman - Baby Can I Hold You&lt;br /&gt;03. Peter Frampton - Take Me By The Hand&lt;br /&gt;04. Seal - Kiss From A Rose&lt;br /&gt;05. Kenny Rogers &amp; Sheena Easton - We've Got Tonight&lt;br /&gt;06. Joe Satriani - Tears In The Rain &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Sting &amp;amp; The Police - Fragile&lt;br /&gt;08. Faith Hill - There You'll Be&lt;br /&gt;09. Jon Secada - Otro Dia Mas Sin Verte&lt;br /&gt;10. Phil Collins - Against All Odds&lt;br /&gt;11. Kenny G. - Waiting For You &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Scorpions - Still loving You&lt;br /&gt;13. Jessica Simpson - I Wanna Love You Forever&lt;br /&gt;14. Richard Marx - Right Here Waiting&lt;br /&gt;15. Glen Mederos - Nothing Is Gonna Change My Love For You&lt;br /&gt;16. Oficina G3 - Memórias&lt;br /&gt;17. Steve Vai - For The Love Of God &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Dream Theater - Lifting Shadows Of a Dream &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt; Instrumental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(2)&lt;/span&gt; Bonus Track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon, same place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-116543465891689217?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/116543465891689217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=116543465891689217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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fly&lt;br /&gt;Glass of wine, ooh that'll do just fine&lt;br /&gt;Only one thing left to do and then she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me through&lt;br /&gt;Take me like I am&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me through, oww&lt;br /&gt;Wake me by the sand&lt;br /&gt;You take me to, take me baby&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touches my heart, when I hear this song&lt;br /&gt;Takes me back to your world&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here, always be with you&lt;br /&gt;Only one thing on my mind and then she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me through&lt;br /&gt;Take me like I am&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me through, baby&lt;br /&gt;Wake me by the sand&lt;br /&gt;You take me to, take me, take me like I am&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting star, I don't know where you are&lt;br /&gt;You play sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I came back, I was born again&lt;br /&gt;I could see you, talk to me please&lt;br /&gt;And then she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me through&lt;br /&gt;Take me like I am&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me through, oww&lt;br /&gt;Wake me by the sand&lt;br /&gt;You take me to, take me, take me&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me through&lt;br /&gt;Take me like I am&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me through, love me through&lt;br /&gt;Wake me by the sand&lt;br /&gt;You take me to, take, take, take me&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peter Frampton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-116310623851169206</id><published>2006-11-09T21:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:03:58.513Z</updated><title type='text'>E se eu morresse amanhã...</title><content type='html'>...que me dirias hoje?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-116310623851169206?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/116310623851169206/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=116310623851169206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-116263992495219893?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/116263992495219893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=116263992495219893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/116263992495219893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/116263992495219893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/11/um-tema-apropriado.html' title='Um tema apropriado...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-116126477903823335</id><published>2006-10-19T14:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T14:34:10.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Music for my thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Após uma pesquisa pela minha coleção de cd's, aqui fica uma lista que intitulei: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Music for My Thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cd1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01.  Paulo Gonzo - So Do I&lt;br /&gt;02. America - You Can Do Magic&lt;br /&gt;03. Caetano Veloso - Sozinho&lt;br /&gt;04. Berlin - Take My Breath Away&lt;br /&gt;05. Goo Goo Dolls - Iris&lt;br /&gt;06. Prince - Diamonds And Pearls&lt;br /&gt;07. Joe Satriani - Always With Me, Always With You&lt;br /&gt;08. Lionel Ritchie - Hello&lt;br /&gt;09. Foreigner - Waiting For a Girl Like You&lt;br /&gt;10.  André Sardet - Foi Feitiço&lt;br /&gt;11. Spandau Ballet - True&lt;br /&gt;12. The Doors - The Crystal Ship&lt;br /&gt;13. George Michael - Jesus To A Child&lt;br /&gt;14. MyTh - Dava Tudo Para Te Ter&lt;br /&gt;15. Guns N' Roses - November Rain&lt;br /&gt;16. Kansas - Dust In The Wind&lt;br /&gt;17. Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cd2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Kool &amp; The Gang - Cherish&lt;br /&gt;02. Cars - Drive&lt;br /&gt;03. Manowar - Courage&lt;br /&gt;04. Extreme - More Than Words&lt;br /&gt;05. Annie Lennox - A Whiter Sade Of Pale&lt;br /&gt;06. Dream Theater - Trough Her Eyes&lt;br /&gt;07. Beverley Craven - Promise Me&lt;br /&gt;08. Black Out - Paixão&lt;br /&gt;09. Bon Jovi - Bed Of Roses&lt;br /&gt;10. Eric Clapton - Wonderfull Tonight&lt;br /&gt;11. Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here&lt;br /&gt;12. Skank - Resposta&lt;br /&gt;13. Rui Veloso - Lado Lunar&lt;br /&gt;14. Xutos &amp;amp; Pontapés - Para Sempre&lt;br /&gt;15. Rolling Stones - Wild Horses&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(**)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt; Tradução: Música para os meus pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(*)&lt;/span&gt; Bonus Track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(**) &lt;/span&gt;You will hear it&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/25713938-116126477903823335?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/116126477903823335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=116126477903823335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/116126477903823335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/116126477903823335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/10/music-for-my-thoughts.html' title='Music for my thoughts'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-116117566115065128</id><published>2006-10-18T13:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:50:49.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Em dias de chuva...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Será que foi a chuva e a trovoada que me inspiraram, ou terias sido TU? Bem aqui vos deixo algo que surgiu já tarde... até um dia destes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lá fora a chuva, que cai sem parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cada vez mais intensa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aqui  dentro, somente nós dois...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abraçados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Para sentir o calor humano transmitido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enquanto trocamos caricias e um beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iluminados pela suava luz da lareira... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Os nosso corpos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Entregam-se um ao outro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O tempo parou e esquecemos tudo á nossa volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lá fora, a chuva diminui de intensidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Acompanhando-nos no nosso rittual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Por fim adormeces a meu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@Myself, registered@&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/25713938-116117566115065128?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/116117566115065128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=116117566115065128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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cause you any sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to cause you any pain&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted one time to see you laughing&lt;br /&gt;I only want to see you laughing in the purple rain&lt;br /&gt;purple rain, purple rain&lt;br /&gt;purple rain, purple rain&lt;br /&gt;purple rain, purple rain&lt;br /&gt;I only want to see you bathing in the purple rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to be your weekend lover&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted to be some kind of friend&lt;br /&gt;baby I could never steal you from another&lt;br /&gt;it's such a shame our friendship had to end&lt;br /&gt;purple rain, purple rain&lt;br /&gt;purple rain, purple rain&lt;br /&gt;purple rain, purple rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want to see you underneath the purple rain&lt;br /&gt;honey, I know, I know, I know times are changing&lt;br /&gt;it's time we all reach out for something new, that means you too&lt;br /&gt;you say you want a leader,&lt;br /&gt;but you can't seem to make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;I think you better close it&lt;br /&gt;and let me guide you into the purple rain&lt;br /&gt;purple rain, purple rain&lt;br /&gt;purple rain, purple rain&lt;br /&gt;purple rain, purple rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want to see you, only want to see you&lt;br /&gt;in the purple rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prince&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/25713938-116107889249034273?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/116107889249034273/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=116107889249034273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you say you wake up crying every night&lt;br /&gt;so do I, so do I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to loose somebody&lt;br /&gt;you build your world upon&lt;br /&gt;leaves you apart when they're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now you feel you want to love again&lt;br /&gt;so do I, so do I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you say you find you'd have now to pretende&lt;br /&gt;so do I, so do I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and look upon it being more than friends&lt;br /&gt;so do I, so do I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love don´t come easy belive me I should know&lt;br /&gt;I´ve love to lost someone before &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if you belive in me the way there I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;woman nothing gonna stop us&lt;br /&gt;until we make our dreams come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that you really wanna try&lt;br /&gt;so do I, so do I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you may say I´m dreaming&lt;br /&gt;but should the dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;now that I´ve found someone like you&lt;br /&gt;you say you got a feeling whith love&lt;br /&gt;so do I, so do I,&lt;br /&gt;so do I, so do I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paulo Gonzo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-116059968984654977?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/116059968984654977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=116059968984654977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/116059968984654977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/116059968984654977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-do-i.html' title='So Do I'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115996359657519906</id><published>2006-10-04T12:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:28:57.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não arranjei título...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/416/mar3ha2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"João agarrou na mão de Rita enquanto a luz suave da lua os guiava pelo jardim, por fim pararam:&lt;br /&gt;- Isto é lindo João!&lt;br /&gt;- Porém comparado contigo não é nada... - fitou os olhos de Rita e um beijo falou mais alto"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Photo and text by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115996359657519906?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115996359657519906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115996359657519906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115996359657519906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115996359657519906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-arranjei-ttulo.html' title='Não arranjei título...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115970151226077775</id><published>2006-10-01T12:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T14:42:42.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Take My Breath Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching every motion&lt;br /&gt; In my foolish lover's game&lt;br /&gt; On this endless ocean&lt;br /&gt; Finally lovers know no shame&lt;br /&gt; Turning and returning&lt;br /&gt; To some secret place inside&lt;br /&gt; Watching in slow motion&lt;br /&gt; As you turn around and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Take my breath away&lt;br /&gt; Take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Watching I keep waiting&lt;br /&gt; Still anticipating love&lt;br /&gt; Never hesitating&lt;br /&gt; To become the fated ones&lt;br /&gt; Turning and returning&lt;br /&gt; To some secret place to hide&lt;br /&gt; Watching in slow motion&lt;br /&gt; As you turn to me and say,my love,&lt;br /&gt; Take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Through the hourglass I saw you&lt;br /&gt; In time you slipped away&lt;br /&gt; When the mirror crashed I called you&lt;br /&gt; And turned to hear you say&lt;br /&gt; If only for today&lt;br /&gt; I am unafraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Take my breath away&lt;br /&gt; Take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Watching every motion&lt;br /&gt; In this foolish lover's game&lt;br /&gt; Haunted by the notion&lt;br /&gt; Somewhere there's a love in flames&lt;br /&gt; Turning and returning&lt;br /&gt; To some secret place inside&lt;br /&gt; Watching in slow motion&lt;br /&gt; As you turn my way and say&lt;br /&gt; My love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Take my breath away&lt;br /&gt; Take my breath away&lt;br /&gt; Take my breath away&lt;br /&gt; Take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berlin&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/25713938-115970151226077775?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115970151226077775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115970151226077775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115970151226077775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115970151226077775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/10/take-my-breath-away.html' title='Take My Breath Away'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115931325530680902</id><published>2006-09-27T00:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:16:10.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma outra música...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não dedico esta música a ninguém em especial... mas talvez seja dedicada a ti... sejas lá quem fores...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Waiting for a girl like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;Ive been looking too hard, Ive waiting too long&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I dont know what I will find&lt;br /&gt;I only know its a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so right, so warm and true&lt;br /&gt;I need to know if you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Im wrong&lt;br /&gt;Wont you tell me if Im coming on too strong?&lt;br /&gt;This heart of mine has been hurt before&lt;br /&gt;This time I wanna be sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been waiting for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;To come into my life&lt;br /&gt;Ive been waiting for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;A love that will survive&lt;br /&gt;Ive been waiting for someone new&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, waiting for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;To come into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre so good&lt;br /&gt;When we make love its understood&lt;br /&gt;Its more than a touch or a word we say&lt;br /&gt;Only in dreams could it be this way&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, really love someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know its right&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I wake up till deep in the night&lt;br /&gt;Theres no where on earth that Id rather be&lt;br /&gt;Than holding you, tenderly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been waiting for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;To come into my life&lt;br /&gt;Ive been waiting for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;And a love that will survive&lt;br /&gt;Ive been waiting for someone new&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, waiting for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;To come into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been waiting, waiting for you, ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Ive been waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Foreigner&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/25713938-115931325530680902?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115920653916136919</id><published>2006-09-25T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T23:13:12.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E como cada maluco tem a sua mania...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... hoje decidi armar-me em &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luthier" target="blank"&gt;luthier&lt;/a&gt;, pois é, depois do sucesso aquando da reconstrução duma guitarra eléctrica de raíz, decidi dar uma segunda oportunidade a uma viola meio empenada, ela nem faz ideia do tratamento que irá sofrer nas minhas mãos! Aqui vos deixo uma recordação de como era a minha "vitima", só mesmo para recordação... pois poderá não sobrar muito para contar a história... (estou a brincar!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img473.imageshack.us/my.php?image=vitima01mg4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img473.imageshack.us/img473/1118/vitima01mg4.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despeço-me com saudações cordiais para todos os visitantes. Até um dia destes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Observação:&lt;/span&gt; Não tentem fazer isto em casa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115920653916136919?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115920653916136919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115920653916136919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115920653916136919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115920653916136919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/09/e-como-cada-maluco-tem-sua-mania.html' title='E como cada maluco tem a sua mania...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115901187355956062</id><published>2006-09-23T12:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T16:12:11.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E mais uma música...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... mas sem conhecermos o álbum "Scenes From A Memory", dos Dream Theater, esta música não parece dizer muito, mas vale pela letra que é lindissima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through Her Eeys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never really had a chance&lt;br /&gt;On that fateful moonlit night&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificed without a fight&lt;br /&gt;A victim of her circumstance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Ive become aware&lt;br /&gt;And Ive exposed this tragedy&lt;br /&gt;A sadness grows inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It all seems so unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im learning all about my life&lt;br /&gt;By looking through her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just beyond the churchyard gates&lt;br /&gt;Where the grass is overgrown&lt;br /&gt;I saw the writing on her stone&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I would suffocate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inloving memory of our child&lt;br /&gt;So innocent, eyes open wide&lt;br /&gt;I felt so empty as I cried&lt;br /&gt;Like part of me had died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im learning all about my life&lt;br /&gt;By looking through her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as her image&lt;br /&gt;Wandered through my head&lt;br /&gt;I wept just like a baby&lt;br /&gt;As I lay awake in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know what its like&lt;br /&gt;To lose someone you love&lt;br /&gt;And this felt just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasnt given any choice&lt;br /&gt;Desperation stole her voice&lt;br /&gt;Ive been given so much more in life&lt;br /&gt;Ive got a son, Ive got a wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to suffer one last time&lt;br /&gt;To grieve for her and say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Relive the anguish of my past&lt;br /&gt;To find out who I was at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door has opened wide&lt;br /&gt;Im turning with the tide&lt;br /&gt;Looking through her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dream Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Scenes From a Memory&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115901187355956062?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115901187355956062/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115901187355956062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115901187355956062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115901187355956062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/09/e-mais-uma-msica.html' title='E mais uma música...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115883867323046456</id><published>2006-09-21T12:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T12:50:06.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cidade dos Anjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Um filme lindissimo, e com uma belissima banda sonora... deixo-vos aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Iris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Id give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;Youre the closest to heaven that ill&lt;br /&gt;Ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;cause sooner or later its over&lt;br /&gt;I just dont want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;cause I dont think that theyd&lt;br /&gt;Understand&lt;br /&gt;When everythings made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you cant fight the tears that aint&lt;br /&gt;Coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know youre alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;cause I dont think that theyd&lt;br /&gt;Understand&lt;br /&gt;When everythings made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;cause I dont think that theyd&lt;br /&gt;Understand&lt;br /&gt;When everythings made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;cause I dont think that theyd&lt;br /&gt;Understand&lt;br /&gt;When everythings made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115883867323046456?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115883867323046456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115883867323046456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood living is easy to do&lt;br /&gt;The things you wanted I bought them for you&lt;br /&gt;Graceless lady you know who I am&lt;br /&gt;You know I cant let you slide through my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild horses couldnt drag me away&lt;br /&gt;Wild, wild horses, couldnt drag me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you suffer a dull aching pain&lt;br /&gt;Now you decided to show me the same&lt;br /&gt;No sweeping exits or offstage lines&lt;br /&gt;Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild horses couldnt drag me away&lt;br /&gt;Wild, wild horses, couldnt drag me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie&lt;br /&gt;I have my freedom but I dont have much time&lt;br /&gt;Faith has been broken, tears must be cried&lt;br /&gt;Lets do some living after we die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild horses couldnt drag me away&lt;br /&gt;Wild, wild horses, well ride them some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild horses couldnt drag me away&lt;br /&gt;Wild, wild horses, well ride them some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Rolling Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115867163632337176?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115867163632337176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115867163632337176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115867163632337176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115867163632337176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/09/gosto-desta-msica.html' title='Gosto... desta música!'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115862188829976473</id><published>2006-09-19T00:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T00:28:40.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Este cheira a bafio... 10 anos a amadurecer pelo menos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unsure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a time in our life&lt;br /&gt;When we must be able to decide&lt;br /&gt;What we really want to do&lt;br /&gt;No matter how, we must try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun be your guide&lt;br /&gt;Let the moon be your light&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain be your conscience&lt;br /&gt;Let the storm be your punishement&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="justify" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Walking on nobody lands&lt;br /&gt;Into the dark night&lt;br /&gt;I hear the wispper of the wind&lt;br /&gt;And the scream of my conscience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="justify" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody knows what will happen&lt;br /&gt;In the next second&lt;br /&gt;In the next minute&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps nobody wants to know their future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="justify" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Release your fears&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be affraid&lt;br /&gt;Only HE can help you&lt;br /&gt;In your lone cruzade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="justify" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;And remember&lt;br /&gt;The future begins now&lt;br /&gt;Never is to late&lt;br /&gt;To think on the next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115862188829976473?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115862188829976473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115862188829976473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115862188829976473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;21 de Abril a 20 de Maio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://astrologia.sapo.pt/gfx/261767.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O 2º signo do Zodíaco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elemento&lt;/b&gt;: Terra, Fixo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Planeta Regente&lt;/b&gt;: Vénus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Príncipio&lt;/b&gt;: Passivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parte do corpo&lt;/b&gt;: Garganta, Boca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estação do ano&lt;/b&gt;: Meio da Primavera no hemisfério norte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Incensos&lt;/b&gt;: Eucalipto, Pinho e Cravo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pedras&lt;/b&gt;: Esmeralda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dia&lt;/b&gt;: Sexta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Metal&lt;/b&gt;: Cobre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Côr&lt;/b&gt;: Verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personalidade do Touro&lt;/b&gt;: "Conta comigo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Fortes,  confiáveis e estáveis, os &lt;i&gt;Touros&lt;/i&gt; são quase aborrecidos e o termo não os ofende. Acabam o que começaram, mantêm promessas e têm bom senso comum. &lt;i&gt;Touro&lt;/i&gt; é o signo a que nos viramos quando a mulher/marido saiu de casa, o carro está avariado ou as contas para pagar começam a acumular. Dão bons conselhos e têm um grande ombro para chorar. Constróem carreiras sólidas, casas de qualidade e uma família forte. Enchem a casa só com o melhor, com veludo para se sentirem quentes. Os &lt;i&gt;Touros&lt;/i&gt; são os pais e as mães da terra. A sua única fraqueza é exagerarem na comida e no relaxe, não se conseguem fartar. Eles seduzem de uma maneira lenta e sensual. Podem ser cómicos e não têm problemas em fazer troça deles mesmos para nos fazerem rir. Não se deixem enganar, eles são teimosos, não gostam de novas ideias, e não serão forçados a nada. Não se irritam facilmente, mas quando o fazem, é melhor afastarmo-nos. Ficam ressentidos por muito tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMIZADE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles não confiam nas pessoas, portanto não lhes conte os seus segredos mais profundos quando os conhecer, porque eles fogem. Fazem amigos lentamente, e mantêm um circulo de íntimos amigos. São amigos para toda a vida, queremos fazer parte do seu círculo. Dizem-nos quando estamos a ser idiotas e convidam-nos para a sua luxuosa casa. Estragar-nos-ão com mimos, e farão tudo o que for legal para nos fazer feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMOR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Têm a necessidade para amar e proteger, do tipo casamenteiro. Olham-nos de alto a baixo no momento em que nos conhecem e são bastante sexuais. Nunca têm receio de dizer "Amo-te". Adoram enroscar-se em nós. Por vezes dão demasiado e esquecem-se de receber. Não os engane, porque são extremamente possessivos e impiedosos quando traídos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115853241745210259?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115853241745210259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115853241745210259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115853241745210259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115853241745210259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/09/assim-o-nativo-touro.html' title='Assim é o nativo Touro...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115753960433301309</id><published>2006-09-06T11:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T14:00:44.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Descubra as diferenças!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O tempo passa... e as pessoas mudam... ou não! Conseguem descobrir as diferenças entre fotografias tiradas em 1998 e 2005/2006?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ozzy Osbourne, perdão, eu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 149px; height: 147px;" src="http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/903/euim0.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 160px; height: 147px;" src="http://img93.imageshack.us/img93/7587/eu2mb8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pedro Almeida:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img125.imageshack.us/img125/5619/ceminv8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 168px; height: 159px;" src="http://img45.imageshack.us/img45/1387/cemi2sf3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rui Sequeira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 132px; height: 142px;" src="http://img45.imageshack.us/img45/6313/ruifj8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 138px; height: 142px;" src="http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/4473/rui2tb8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alguma semelhança é pura coincidência (Ou será o contrário?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115753960433301309?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115753960433301309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115753960433301309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115753960433301309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115753960433301309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/09/descubra-as-diferenas.html' title='Descubra as diferenças!'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115737287213080057</id><published>2006-09-04T13:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T14:01:41.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E este post é...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...dedicado a todos os idiotas, perdão, aos idiotas! Pois é, existe uma espécie (Não não estou a brincar) de gente que como não tem nada onde se agarrar, usa um fenómeno conhecido no mundo dos negócios como concorrência desleal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu explico: Esta gente que não tem, como referido, nada onde se agarrar aproveita-se das fraquezas (ou não) dos outros para se impor e mostrar que é melhor, ou seja aproveita-se de momentos chave e mostra todo o seu charme (Será esta a palavra certa? Ou quem sabe inveja... sim apenas inveja!). Só é pena haver gente que ainda acredita neste tipo de pessoas. Para elas deixo a seguinte mensagem: Cresçam de uma vez por todas e aprendam a olhar com atenção á vossa volta, há gente demasiado interessante para desperdiçarem tempo com gente idiota. E pronto, uma reflaxão diferente da habitual, isto devem ser efeitos secundários do alcool que ingeri sábado passado num casamento a que fui. Até á próxima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115737287213080057?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115737287213080057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115737287213080057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115737287213080057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115737287213080057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/09/e-este-post.html' title='E este post é...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115653261982210693</id><published>2006-08-25T20:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T14:02:02.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sendo assim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... só me resta refugir na minha concha, esconder-me de tudo, esconder-me num mundo só meu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115653261982210693?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115584191997568404</id><published>2006-08-17T20:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T14:02:27.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lado solar ou lunar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me abras assim o teu mundo&lt;br /&gt;O teu lado solar só dura um segundo&lt;br /&gt;Não e por ele que te quero amar&lt;br /&gt;Embora seja ele que me esteja a enganar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerto by: Rui Veloso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...quantas vezes somos iludidos pelo lado solar e nunca vemos o lado lunar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115584191997568404?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115430169839569867</id><published>2006-07-31T00:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:08:27.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalmente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...vou começar a ler "O livro do desassossego". Desejem-me sorte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115430169839569867?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115430169839569867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115430169839569867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115430169839569867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115430169839569867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/07/finalmente.html' title='Finalmente...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115330243920437604</id><published>2006-07-19T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:08:09.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All in all you're just another brick in the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe should I build a wall...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115330243920437604?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115330243920437604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115330243920437604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115330243920437604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115330243920437604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-in-all-youre-just-another-brick-in.html' title='All in all you&apos;re just another brick in the wall'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115178141415084525</id><published>2006-07-01T20:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:07:42.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo de mudanças...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/278/2691/1600/guitarraaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/278/2691/400/guitarraaa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"... I'm sick of all you hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;holding me at bay&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need your sympathy&lt;br /&gt;to get me through the day&lt;br /&gt;Seasons change and so can I&lt;br /&gt;Hold on Boy, No time to cry&lt;br /&gt;Untie these strings, I'm climbing down&lt;br /&gt;I won't let them push me away..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerto de "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A change of seasons&lt;/span&gt;", by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dream Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115178141415084525?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115178141415084525/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115178141415084525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115178141415084525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115178141415084525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/07/tempo-de-mudanas.html' title='Tempo de mudanças...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115113989655310367</id><published>2006-06-24T10:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:06:54.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;... te conseguir dizer o que sinto, será tarde demais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115113989655310367?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115113989655310367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115113989655310367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115113989655310367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115113989655310367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/06/quando.html' title='Quando'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115067328141089302</id><published>2006-06-19T00:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:06:22.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit Carries On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Nicholas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did we come from?&lt;br /&gt;Why are we here?&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go when we die?&lt;br /&gt;What lies beyond&lt;br /&gt;And what lay before?&lt;br /&gt;Is anything certain in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, life is too short,&lt;br /&gt;The here and the now&lt;br /&gt;And youre only given one shot&lt;br /&gt;But could there be more,&lt;br /&gt;Have I lived before,&lt;br /&gt;Or could this be all that weve got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Id be allright&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe&lt;br /&gt;That after were gone&lt;br /&gt;The spirit carries on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be frightened of dying&lt;br /&gt;I used to think death was the end&lt;br /&gt;But that was before&lt;br /&gt;Im not scared anymore&lt;br /&gt;I know that my soul will transcend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may never find all the answers&lt;br /&gt;I may never understand why&lt;br /&gt;I may never prove&lt;br /&gt;What I know to be true&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I still have to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Id be allright&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe&lt;br /&gt;That after were gone&lt;br /&gt;The spirit carries on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Victoria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on, be brave&lt;br /&gt;Dont weep at my grave&lt;br /&gt;Because I am no longer here&lt;br /&gt;But please never let&lt;br /&gt;Your memory of me disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Nicholas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe in the light that surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;Free of the fear and the pain&lt;br /&gt;My questioning mind&lt;br /&gt;Has helped me to find&lt;br /&gt;The meaning in my life again&lt;br /&gt;Victorias real&lt;br /&gt;I finally feel&lt;br /&gt;At peace with the girl in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And now that Im here&lt;br /&gt;Its perfectly clear&lt;br /&gt;I found out what all of this means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Id be allright&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe&lt;br /&gt;That after were gone&lt;br /&gt;The spirit carries on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hypnotherapist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You are once again surrounded by a brilliant white light. allow the light to lead you away from your past and into this lifetime. as the light dissipates you will slowly fade back into con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;scness remembering all you have learned. when I tell you to open your eyes you will return to the present, feeling peaceful and refreshed. open your eyes, Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dream Theater&lt;/span&gt;, in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "Scenes From a Memory"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-115067328141089302?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115067328141089302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115067328141089302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115067328141089302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115067328141089302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/06/spirit-carries-on.html' title='Spirit Carries On'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-115019423529778531</id><published>2006-06-13T11:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:05:30.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lines On My Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lines on my head from that one thing she said&lt;br /&gt;She spoke of strangers that don't sleep two a bed&lt;br /&gt;Kept on trying, buying time,not waiting on fate&lt;br /&gt;I somehow got the feeling that I opened my eyes too late&lt;br /&gt;I saw where you came from&lt;br /&gt;Called out your name&lt;br /&gt;But there's no answer&lt;br /&gt;We lived on your doorstep&lt;br /&gt;I made you my wife but I don't need that&lt;br /&gt;Lines on my face,while I laugh lest I cry&lt;br /&gt;Speed city dirt and gritty waving me goodbye&lt;br /&gt;So many people,my family of friends&lt;br /&gt;Trying so hard to make me smile untill this heartache mends&lt;br /&gt;I saw where you came from&lt;br /&gt;called out your name&lt;br /&gt;but there's no answer&lt;br /&gt;We lived on your doorstep&lt;br /&gt;I made you my wife but I don't need that&lt;br /&gt;Ice in her eyes,frozen tears would never be a surprise&lt;br /&gt;You can't erase a dream you can only wake me up&lt;br /&gt;My mind is turning slower,never to accept defeat&lt;br /&gt;It don't matter where I live I still got a house to heat&lt;br /&gt;I saw where you came from&lt;br /&gt;called out your name&lt;br /&gt;but there's no answer&lt;br /&gt;We lived on your doorstep&lt;br /&gt;I made you my wife but I don't need that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Peter Frampton&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/25713938-115019423529778531?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/115019423529778531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=115019423529778531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115019423529778531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/115019423529778531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/06/lines-on-my-face.html' title='Lines On My Face'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-114695369532047445</id><published>2006-05-06T23:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:04:57.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma bela frase...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não é da minha autoria, mas gostei especialmente desta frase que troquei numa conversa com a minha miguita Joana: "O comboio não fica sempre na estação, alguma vez há-de partir", talvez seja esse o meu estado de espírito, já comecei a ver os horários dos comboios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até uma próxima e que seja de preferência num dia que eu não esteja a modos que deprimido!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-114695369532047445?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/114695369532047445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=114695369532047445&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/114695369532047445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/114695369532047445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/05/uma-bela-frase.html' title='Uma bela frase...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-114612052934253305</id><published>2006-04-27T07:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:04:38.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dois em um!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pois é, infelizmente o tempo não me tem permitido postar, tal deve-se ao facto de ter começado a trabalhar desde dia 18, felizmente, após enfrentar uma longa espera no desemprego. De resto convido-vos (Para quem gostar de fotografia) a irem ver a minha exposição a decorrer actualmente no Carocha Bar na Portela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até uma próxima!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-114612052934253305?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/114612052934253305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=114612052934253305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/114612052934253305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/114612052934253305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/04/dois-em-um.html' title='Dois em um!'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-114458227930532402</id><published>2006-04-09T12:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:03:53.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Adeus...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img457.imageshack.us/my.php?image=img43325hk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img457.imageshack.us/img457/4341/img43325hk.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"- É curioso ver este local pela última vez... É daqui que partirei ao amanhecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;- Porque partes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;- Porque não tenho motivos para ficar. O meu coração está só e triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;- Custa-me ouvir-te dizer isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;- A minha presença errante já cá esteve tempo a mais. Partirei sem deixar saudades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;- Amo-te...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Uma suave brisa soprou levemente."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-114458227930532402?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/114458227930532402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=114458227930532402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/114458227930532402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/114458227930532402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/04/adeus.html' title='Adeus...!'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25713938.post-114458125642690961</id><published>2006-04-09T12:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:03:21.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Devido a problemas com o servidor onde tinha alojado o meu blog... decidi criar este até resolver (Ou não) a outra situação, é um caso desagradável duma empresa que provavelmente fechou as portas, e não se dignou a avisar os clientes... há muitas infelizmente. Mas enfim! Voltando ao que interessa, estou de volta. E vamos a ver se desta vez isto anda para a frente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até breve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25713938-114458125642690961?l=littleang3l.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/feeds/114458125642690961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25713938&amp;postID=114458125642690961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/114458125642690961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25713938/posts/default/114458125642690961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleang3l.blogspot.com/2006/04/de-volta.html' title='De volta...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00288384585126144193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
