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		<title>Piano man</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/10/03/piano-man/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 23:03:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>&#160;Its nine oclock on a saturday<br />
The regular crowd shuffles in<br />
Theres an old man sitting next to me<br />
Makin love to his tonic and gin<br />
<br />
He says, son, can you play me a memory?<br />
Im not really sure how it goes<br />
But its sad and its sweet and I knew it complete<br />
When I wore a younger mans clothes<br />
<br />
La la la, de de da<br />
La la, de de da da da<br />
<br />
Sing us a song, youre the piano man<br />
Sing us a song tonight<br />
Well, were all in the mood for a melody<br />
And youve got us feelin alright<br />
<br />
Now john at the bar is a friend of mine<br />
He gets me my drinks for free<br />
And hes quick with a joke or to light up your smoke<br />
But theres someplace that hed rather be<br />
He says, bill, I believe this is killing me.<br />
As the smile ran away from his face<br />
Well Im sure that I could be a movie star<br />
If I could get out of this place<br />
<br />
Oh, la la la, de de da<br />
La la, de de da da da<br />
<br />
Now paul is a real estate novelist<br />
Who never had time for a wife<br />
And hes talkin with davy whos still in the navy<br />
And probably will be for life<br />
<br />
And the waitress is practicing politics<br />
As the businessmen slowly get stoned<br />
Yes, theyre sharing a drink they call loneliness<br />
But its better than drinkin alone<br />
<br />
<br />
Its a pretty good crowd for a saturday<br />
And the manager gives me a smile<br />
cause he knows that its me theyve been comin to see<br />
To forget about life for a while<br />
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival<br />
And the microphone smells like a beer<br />
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar<br />
And say, man, what are you doin here?</p>
<p>&#160;</p>

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<p>&#160;Its nine oclock on a saturday<br />
The regular crowd shuffles in<br />
Theres an old man sitting next to me<br />
Makin love to his tonic and gin</p>
<p>He says, son, can you play me a memory?<br />
Im not really sure how it goes<br />
But its sad and its sweet and I knew it complete<br />
When I wore a younger mans clothes</p>
<p>La la la, de de da<br />
La la, de de da da da</p>
<p>Sing us a song, youre the piano man<br />
Sing us a song tonight<br />
Well, were all in the mood for a melody<br />
And youve got us feelin alright</p>
<p>Now john at the bar is a friend of mine<br />
He gets me my drinks for free<br />
And hes quick with a joke or to light up your smoke<br />
But theres someplace that hed rather be<br />
He says, bill, I believe this is killing me.<br />
As the smile ran away from his face<br />
Well Im sure that I could be a movie star<br />
If I could get out of this place</p>
<p>Oh, la la la, de de da<br />
La la, de de da da da</p>
<p>Now paul is a real estate novelist<br />
Who never had time for a wife<br />
And hes talkin with davy whos still in the navy<br />
And probably will be for life</p>
<p>And the waitress is practicing politics<br />
As the businessmen slowly get stoned<br />
Yes, theyre sharing a drink they call loneliness<br />
But its better than drinkin alone</p>
<p>
Its a pretty good crowd for a saturday<br />
And the manager gives me a smile<br />
cause he knows that its me theyve been comin to see<br />
To forget about life for a while<br />
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival<br />
And the microphone smells like a beer<br />
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar<br />
And say, man, what are you doin here?</p>
<p>&#160;</p>
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		<title>Ando a ouvir&#8230; de novo</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/12/ando-a-ouvir-de-novo/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 14:27:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Saudades</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/09/saudades/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 17:49:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Esteve cá&#8230; mas já foi embora</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/09/esteve-ca-mas-ja-foi-embora/</link>
		<comments>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/09/esteve-ca-mas-ja-foi-embora/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 14:48:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Vou viver</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/06/vou-viver/</link>
		<comments>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/06/vou-viver/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2007 10:08:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Há pessoas que vivem e outras que nem tanto....</p>
<p>Há que dar o devido valor a quem com mais ou menos dificuldades, com 20 ou com 70 anos, com mais&#160; saúde ou com debilidades se esforça para ter uma vida preenchida, cheia de peripécias, aventuras e conhecimentos.</p>
<p>&#160;</p>
<p>Viver está a dar e é de aproveitar!!</p>

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<p>Há pessoas que vivem e outras que nem tanto&#8230;.</p>
<p>Há que dar o devido valor a quem com mais ou menos dificuldades, com 20 ou com 70 anos, com mais&#160; saúde ou com debilidades se esforça para ter uma vida preenchida, cheia de peripécias, aventuras e conhecimentos.</p>
<p>&#160;</p>
<p>Viver está a dar e é de aproveitar!!</p>
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		<title>Quero é viver - António Variações</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/05/quero-e-viver-antonio-variacoes/</link>
		<comments>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/05/quero-e-viver-antonio-variacoes/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 15:13:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Vou viver<br />
até quando eu não sei<br />
que me importa o que serei<br />
quero é viver<br />
<br />
Amanhã, espero sempre um amanhã<br />
e acredito que será<br />
mais um prazer<br />
<br />
e a vida é sempre uma curiosidade<br />
que me desperta com a idade<br />
interessa-me o que está para vir<br />
a vida em mim é sempre uma certeza<br />
que nasce da minha riqueza<br />
do meu prazer em descobrir<br />
<br />
encontrar, renovar, vou fugir ou repetir<br />
<br />
vou viver,<br />
até quando, eu não sei<br />
que me importa o que serei<br />
quero é viver<br />
amanhã, espero sempre um amanhã<br />
e acredito que será mais um prazer<br />
<br />
a vida é sempre uma curiosidade<br />
que me desperta com idade<br />
interessa-me o que está para vir<br />
a vida, em mim é sempre uma certeza<br />
que nasce da minha riqueza<br />
do meu prazer em descobrir<br />
<br />
encontrar, renovar vou fugir ou repetir<br />
<br />
vou viver<br />
até quando eu não sei<br />
que me importa o que serei<br />
quero é viver,<br />
amanhã, espero sempre um amanhã<br />
e acredito que será mais um prazer</p>

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<p>Vou viver<br />
até quando eu não sei<br />
que me importa o que serei<br />
quero é viver</p>
<p>Amanhã, espero sempre um amanhã<br />
e acredito que será<br />
mais um prazer</p>
<p>e a vida é sempre uma curiosidade<br />
que me desperta com a idade<br />
interessa-me o que está para vir<br />
a vida em mim é sempre uma certeza<br />
que nasce da minha riqueza<br />
do meu prazer em descobrir</p>
<p>encontrar, renovar, vou fugir ou repetir</p>
<p>vou viver,<br />
até quando, eu não sei<br />
que me importa o que serei<br />
quero é viver<br />
amanhã, espero sempre um amanhã<br />
e acredito que será mais um prazer</p>
<p>a vida é sempre uma curiosidade<br />
que me desperta com idade<br />
interessa-me o que está para vir<br />
a vida, em mim é sempre uma certeza<br />
que nasce da minha riqueza<br />
do meu prazer em descobrir</p>
<p>encontrar, renovar vou fugir ou repetir</p>
<p>vou viver<br />
até quando eu não sei<br />
que me importa o que serei<br />
quero é viver,<br />
amanhã, espero sempre um amanhã<br />
e acredito que será mais um prazer</p>
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		<title>Father and Son</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/02/father-and-son/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 11:37:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Fui pai faz hoje&#160;um mês.</p>
<p>Não há qualquer conjunto de palavras que me possa ajudar a descrever a sensação, pelo que, fica apenas o desejo que a partir de agora tudo corra bem com&#160;o meu filho e comigo, que tenhamos saúde para desfrutar uma relação de pai para filho e que lhe consiga transmitir a educação e os valores que os meus pais me passaram.</p>
<p>Tentarei ser o melhor pai possivel, não vai ser fácil mas tenho uma boa escola - melhor pai que o meu é impossivel !!!</p>
<p>Amo-te filho mais do que qualquer outra coisa.</p>
<p>&#160;</p>

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<p>Fui pai faz hoje&#160;um mês.</p>
<p>Não há qualquer conjunto de palavras que me possa ajudar a descrever a sensação, pelo que, fica apenas o desejo que a partir de agora tudo corra bem com&#160;o meu filho e comigo, que tenhamos saúde para desfrutar uma relação de pai para filho e que lhe consiga transmitir a educação e os valores que os meus pais me passaram.</p>
<p>Tentarei ser o melhor pai possivel, não vai ser fácil mas tenho uma boa escola - melhor pai que o meu é impossivel !!!</p>
<p>Amo-te filho mais do que qualquer outra coisa.</p>
<p>&#160;</p>
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		<title>Father and Son - Cat Stevens</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/02/father-and-son-cat-stevens/</link>
		<comments>http://lusofia.blog.com/2007/07/02/father-and-son-cat-stevens/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 11:17:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Father<br />
It's not time to make a change,<br />
Just relax, take it easy.<br />
You're still young, that's your fault,<br />
There's so much you have to know.<br />
Find a girl, settle down,<br />
If you want you can marry.<br />
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.<br />
<br />
I was once like you are now, and I know that it's not easy,<br />
To be calm when you've found something going on.<br />
But take your time, think a lot,<br />
Why, think of everything you've got.<br />
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.<br />
<br />
Son<br />
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.<br />
It's always been the same, same old story.<br />
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.<br />
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.<br />
I know I have to go.<br />
<br />
Father<br />
It's not time to make a change,<br />
Just sit down, take it slowly.<br />
You're still young, that's your fault,<br />
There's so much you have to go through.<br />
Find a girl, settle down,<br />
if you want you can marry.<br />
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.<br />
(Son-- Away Away Away, I know I have to<br />
Make this decision alone - no)<br />
Son<br />
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,<br />
It's hard, but it's harder to ignore it.<br />
If they were right, I'd agree, but it's them They know not me.<br />
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.<br />
I know I have to go.<br />
(Father-- Stay Stay Stay, Why must you go and<br />
make this decision alone?)
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Father<br />
It&#8217;s not time to make a change,<br />
Just relax, take it easy.<br />
You&#8217;re still young, that&#8217;s your fault,<br />
There&#8217;s so much you have to know.<br />
Find a girl, settle down,<br />
If you want you can marry.<br />
Look at me, I am old, but I&#8217;m happy.</p>
<p>I was once like you are now, and I know that it&#8217;s not easy,<br />
To be calm when you&#8217;ve found something going on.<br />
But take your time, think a lot,<br />
Why, think of everything you&#8217;ve got.<br />
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.</p>
<p>Son<br />
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.<br />
It&#8217;s always been the same, same old story.<br />
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.<br />
Now there&#8217;s a way and I know that I have to go away.<br />
I know I have to go.</p>
<p>Father<br />
It&#8217;s not time to make a change,<br />
Just sit down, take it slowly.<br />
You&#8217;re still young, that&#8217;s your fault,<br />
There&#8217;s so much you have to go through.<br />
Find a girl, settle down,<br />
if you want you can marry.<br />
Look at me, I am old, but I&#8217;m happy.<br />
(Son&#8211; Away Away Away, I know I have to<br />
Make this decision alone - no)<br />
Son<br />
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,<br />
It&#8217;s hard, but it&#8217;s harder to ignore it.<br />
If they were right, I&#8217;d agree, but it&#8217;s them They know not me.<br />
Now there&#8217;s a way and I know that I have to go away.<br />
I know I have to go.<br />
(Father&#8211; Stay Stay Stay, Why must you go and<br />
make this decision alone?)
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		<title>Undressed</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2006/11/23/undressed/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Nov 2006 01:05:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>aluso</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Fortemente dedicado á minha grande mulher.</p>
<p>Só e chega.&#160;</p>

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<p>Fortemente dedicado á minha grande mulher.</p>
<p>Só e chega.&#160;</p>
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		<title>Undressed - Lloyd Cole</title>
		<link>http://lusofia.blog.com/2006/11/13/undressed-lloyd-cole/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 21:33:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[the coolest thing i ever saw<br />
you were sitting there smoking my cigarettes<br />
you were naked on the bare stone floor<br />
you looked at me to say don't guess<br />
i was only watching, yes i love you more undressed<br />
is it really such a sin?<br />
should i feel some kind of shame?<br />
will i truly go to hell?<br />
oh you never lock the bathroom door<br />
should i be embarrassed when i've seen a hundred times before<br />
how do married couples cope<br />
should i say excuse me darling, i don't know
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>the coolest thing i ever saw<br />
you were sitting there smoking my cigarettes<br />
you were naked on the bare stone floor<br />
you looked at me to say don&#8217;t guess<br />
i was only watching, yes i love you more undressed<br />
is it really such a sin?<br />
should i feel some kind of shame?<br />
will i truly go to hell?<br />
oh you never lock the bathroom door<br />
should i be embarrassed when i&#8217;ve seen a hundred times before<br />
how do married couples cope<br />
should i say excuse me darling, i don&#8217;t know
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