tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79883687540100529362012-02-16T02:42:32.118-08:00Meu ego, não pode ser mais forte que minha alma. Minha alma é ancestral, meu ego não pode dominar minha verdadeira história. Faço agora um acordo entre meu ego e minha alma. Minha alma é primeira, é forte é intuitiva; ela é ética, pra não dizer pura, minha alma é terna, eterna amante, indígena.Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.comBlogger4471100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-17247661277502218722011-01-11T14:33:00.000-08:002011-01-11T14:41:48.978-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TSzcn8n1x0I/AAAAAAAAA48/GcVAEK-44-8/s1600/Sedutora.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561062218741958466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TSzcn8n1x0I/AAAAAAAAA48/GcVAEK-44-8/s320/Sedutora.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Que é pra ver se você olha</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Pra mim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Adriana Calcanhoto</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1724766127750221872?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-7127879742312114862011-01-09T05:35:00.001-08:002011-01-09T05:47:04.434-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TSm8QFc46PI/AAAAAAAAA40/aQKB-FB-NTY/s1600/birth-of-venus2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560182199492864242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TSm8QFc46PI/AAAAAAAAA40/aQKB-FB-NTY/s320/birth-of-venus2.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Se acaso me quiseres</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Sou dessas mulheres...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Chico Buarque</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-712787974231211486?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-81551901662505569102010-12-29T17:15:00.000-08:002010-12-29T17:22:44.506-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TRve2X7fxdI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NXzbVfhZXKM/s1600/black1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556279591009502674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TRve2X7fxdI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NXzbVfhZXKM/s320/black1.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Esqueci de tentar te esquecer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Isolda</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-8155190166250556910?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-51024000038788005732010-12-19T15:26:00.000-08:002010-12-19T15:42:12.001-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TQ6YKTJOliI/AAAAAAAAA4g/mp1lTevFCVs/s1600/nos%2Bdois.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552542693299492386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TQ6YKTJOliI/AAAAAAAAA4g/mp1lTevFCVs/s320/nos%2Bdois.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Pra você guardei o amor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Que aprendi vem dos meus pais</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O amor que tive e recebi</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E hoje posso dar livre e feliz</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Céu cheiro e ar na cor que arco íris</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Risca ao levitar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Nando Reis</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5102400003878800573?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-69772589653250496482010-12-13T16:50:00.000-08:002010-12-13T16:57:19.529-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TQbA51bvEDI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/llHGiq78e3w/s1600/cortina.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550335690609201202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TQbA51bvEDI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/llHGiq78e3w/s320/cortina.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Você foi o caso mais antigo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O amor mais amigo que me apareceu</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Isolda</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6977258965325049648?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-82198129169627766032010-12-12T18:12:00.000-08:002010-12-12T18:38:06.021-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TQWHAthtM2I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/JXakfIQPceI/s1600/087.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549990562094723938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TQWHAthtM2I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/JXakfIQPceI/s320/087.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Ninguém sabe dizer onde a </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Felicidade está</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Zé Ramalho</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-8219812916962776603?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-72598953495411622372010-12-09T17:41:00.000-08:002010-12-09T18:05:34.566-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TQGK4u78vAI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6iwlCcpELQU/s1600/19.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548868923173944322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TQGK4u78vAI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6iwlCcpELQU/s320/19.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E cada vez que eu fujo, eu me aproximo mais</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E te perder de vista assim é ruim demais</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E é por isso que atravesso o teu futuro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E faço das lembranças um lugar seguro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Não é que eu queira reviver nenhum passado</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Nem revirar um sentimento revirado</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Mas toda vez que eu procuro uma saida</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Acabo entrando sem querer na sua vida</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Ana Carolina</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7259895349541162237?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-30342925713741995292010-12-07T15:48:00.000-08:002010-12-07T16:02:13.016-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TP7K5QyoEDI/AAAAAAAAA4A/289S628Afag/s1600/nega.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548094876075692082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TP7K5QyoEDI/AAAAAAAAA4A/289S628Afag/s320/nega.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Não sei por que</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Insisto tanto em te querer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Mas eu disfarço o meu ciumes</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Mesmo assim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Por quantas vezes me dá raiva te querer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Em concordar com tudo o que você me faz</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Já fiz de tudo pra tentar te esquecer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Fagner</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3034292571374199529?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-21986155006641241812010-12-06T01:42:00.000-08:002010-12-06T02:06:08.239-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPy1gdAVTNI/AAAAAAAAA34/1bLlWK4YUU4/s1600/mulher_com_flores.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547508410160073938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPy1gdAVTNI/AAAAAAAAA34/1bLlWK4YUU4/s320/mulher_com_flores.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Ele vinha sem muita conversa, sem muito explicar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Eu só sei que falava e cheirava e gostava de mar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Chico Buarque</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-2198615500664124181?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-39947317370372742242010-12-04T15:32:00.000-08:002010-12-04T15:37:45.845-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPrQuSXdodI/AAAAAAAAA3w/2CuIwnJyYmg/s1600/meias.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546975384682996178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPrQuSXdodI/AAAAAAAAA3w/2CuIwnJyYmg/s320/meias.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E agora como posso te esquecer?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Se o seu cheiro ainda está no travesseiro?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Espero que o tempo passe</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Espero que a semana acabe</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Para que eu possa te ver de novo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Espero que o tempo voe</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Para que você retorne</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Para que eu possa te abraçar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E te beijar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">De novo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Nando Reis</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3994731737037274224?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-33187421454468896002010-12-03T17:15:00.000-08:002010-12-03T17:19:15.445-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPmW-lbNIoI/AAAAAAAAA3o/V-o1RyG5UBI/s1600/Hoje-te-quero.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546630418025751170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPmW-lbNIoI/AAAAAAAAA3o/V-o1RyG5UBI/s320/Hoje-te-quero.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Te ver e não te querer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">É improvável, é impossível</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Skank</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3318742145446889600?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-49098646313916565152010-12-01T09:58:00.000-08:002010-12-01T10:15:20.539-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPaQq5rEYWI/AAAAAAAAA3g/h7p2Ph_FGwU/s1600/em%2Bvoce.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545779057863713122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPaQq5rEYWI/AAAAAAAAA3g/h7p2Ph_FGwU/s320/em%2Bvoce.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Quero brincar no teu corpo feito bailarina</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Que logo se alucina</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Salta e te ilumina</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Quando a noite vem</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E nos músculos exaustos do teu braço</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Repousar frouxa, murcha, farta</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Morta de cansaço</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Chico buarque</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4909864631391656515?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-30085142554019270562010-11-30T12:13:00.000-08:002010-11-30T12:32:34.429-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPVfStFXflI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/N_tb9ZVj6wc/s1600/flor.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545443291121024594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPVfStFXflI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/N_tb9ZVj6wc/s320/flor.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Como pode ser gostar de alguém</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E esse tal alguém não ser só seu</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Peço tanto a Deus</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Para esquecer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Mas só de pedir me lembro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Vanessa da Mata</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3008514255401927056?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-501030897143742482010-11-29T11:31:00.000-08:002010-11-29T11:34:28.660-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPQAOOozBBI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Jum2cp2QU4w/s1600/Banheira.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545057285647303698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPQAOOozBBI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Jum2cp2QU4w/s320/Banheira.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Une o meu viver</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Com o seu viver</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Ele só precisa existir</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Pra me completar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Jorge Vercillo</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-50103089714374248?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-60939341557948589352010-11-28T09:28:00.000-08:002010-11-28T09:34:26.270-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPKSlAFrMAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pUFttVOY4RI/s1600/quarto.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544655255623118850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TPKSlAFrMAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pUFttVOY4RI/s320/quarto.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Quando me pedes por favor que nossa lampada se apague</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Me deixas louca</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Quando transmites o calor de tuas mãos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Pro meu corpo que te espera</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Me deixas louca</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E quando sinto que teus braços se cruzam em minhas costas</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Desaparecem as palavras, outros sons enchem o espaço</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Voce me abraça, a noite passa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Me deixas louca</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Elis Regina</span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6093934155794858935?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-49366645095409644322010-11-12T17:03:00.000-08:002010-11-12T17:08:02.175-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TN3k3CENoCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/ayBNo1J9OMg/s1600/vem%2Bca.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538834750834057250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TN3k3CENoCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/ayBNo1J9OMg/s320/vem%2Bca.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Traga-me um copo d'água tenho sede</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E essa sede pode me matar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Gilberto Gil</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4936664509540964432?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-35283926607300782402010-11-08T13:31:00.000-08:002010-11-08T13:43:30.226-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TNhu5UJrqrI/AAAAAAAAA24/xiCYsy5yBZ0/s1600/ladym2Alain+Deljarrie.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537297672792943282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TNhu5UJrqrI/AAAAAAAAA24/xiCYsy5yBZ0/s320/ladym2Alain+Deljarrie.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Pérola Negra, te amo, te amo.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Luiz Melodia</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3528392660730078240?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-25353936836697504642010-11-06T14:25:00.000-07:002010-11-06T14:35:59.193-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TNXKKBbLK1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Ebw14oalDY0/s1600/silence.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536553590451809106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TNXKKBbLK1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Ebw14oalDY0/s320/silence.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Vejo em branco e preto, coisas coloridas</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Na vida que tentaram me dar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Kiko Zambianchi</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-2535393683669750464?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-63499584557513266912010-11-03T17:27:00.000-07:002010-11-03T17:52:50.578-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TNIDwWADBcI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Ak3VO714hYc/s1600/sensualidade+nua.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535491021066143170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TNIDwWADBcI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Ak3VO714hYc/s320/sensualidade+nua.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Mas talvez, você não entenda</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Essa coisa de fazer o mundo acreditar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Que meu amor, não será passageiro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Te amarei de janeiro à janeiro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Até o mundo acabar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Vanessa Campos</span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6349958455751326691?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-62128351291943130562010-10-09T15:20:00.000-07:002010-10-09T15:28:15.852-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TLDscLuzjaI/AAAAAAAAA2c/eMsgY7AUmQw/s1600/blog+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526176711713197474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TLDscLuzjaI/AAAAAAAAA2c/eMsgY7AUmQw/s320/blog+1.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Ah, mero devaneios tolos a me torturar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Zé Ramalho</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6212835129194313056?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-48670728072084539712010-09-20T18:44:00.000-07:002010-09-20T18:59:18.471-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TJgRUWSBhZI/AAAAAAAAA2U/dNWtMqBqMqU/s1600/Corpoesombra.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519180384618775954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TJgRUWSBhZI/AAAAAAAAA2U/dNWtMqBqMqU/s320/Corpoesombra.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Tudo é questão de manter a mente quieta</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">A coluna ereta, </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E o coração tranquilo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Walter Franco</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4867072807208453971?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-4474337370439267142010-09-13T16:25:00.000-07:002010-09-13T16:46:48.023-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TI631Lt4cBI/AAAAAAAAA2M/jUFeL6lEAOA/s1600/desejo+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516548717881618450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TI631Lt4cBI/AAAAAAAAA2M/jUFeL6lEAOA/s320/desejo+1.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Quero tudo ter estrela, flor, estilo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Tua língua em meu mamilo, água e sal</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Zeca Baleiro</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-447433737043926714?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-65333313061710994252010-09-11T16:21:00.000-07:002010-09-11T16:31:15.406-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TIwRM2T2xVI/AAAAAAAAA2E/emaX5Q2U9NA/s1600/m%C3%A3os+dada.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515802556056913234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TIwRM2T2xVI/AAAAAAAAA2E/emaX5Q2U9NA/s320/m%C3%A3os+dada.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Te ver e não te querer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">É improvável, é impossível</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Te ter e ter que esquecer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">É insuportável, é dor incrível</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Samuel Rosa</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6533331306171099425?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-3622022946351810102010-09-09T19:18:00.000-07:002010-09-09T19:26:54.838-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TImXWAK_UGI/AAAAAAAAA18/TweDjBB39_k/s1600/MASTUR~1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515105622950891618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TImXWAK_UGI/AAAAAAAAA18/TweDjBB39_k/s320/MASTUR~1.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Que vontade de ter você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Que vontade de perguntar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Se ainda é cedo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Flávio Venturini</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-362202294635181010?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-76840522067315345692010-08-26T17:36:00.000-07:002010-08-26T17:46:39.803-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/THcK3sAf92I/AAAAAAAAA1s/hf4BQrDN0j8/s1600/segura.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509884620933429090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/THcK3sAf92I/AAAAAAAAA1s/hf4BQrDN0j8/s320/segura.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Faz tempo que não te vejo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Quero matar me desejo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Te mando um monte de beijo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Ai que saudade sem fim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Vital Farias/Elba Ramalho</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7684052206731534569?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-25043800481067177642010-08-25T18:42:00.000-07:002010-08-25T19:10:08.645-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/THXM7SqjA3I/AAAAAAAAA1k/OtYvk7jgBvs/s1600/sem+pudor.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509535038152311666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/THXM7SqjA3I/AAAAAAAAA1k/OtYvk7jgBvs/s320/sem+pudor.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O amor enfim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Ficou senhor de mim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">E eu fiquei assim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Calado, sem latim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Coisas da vida...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Milton Nascimento</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-2504380048106717764?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-72960821758280366002010-08-24T17:53:00.000-07:002010-08-24T18:19:15.114-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/THRvgcYg20I/AAAAAAAAA1c/X3u1Olubg0E/s1600/oclus.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509150847346465602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/THRvgcYg20I/AAAAAAAAA1c/X3u1Olubg0E/s320/oclus.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Pois meus olhos vidram ao te ver</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">São dois fãs, um par</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Pus nos olhos vidros pra poder</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Melhor te enxergar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Nando Reis</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7296082175828036600?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-11172674488602014172010-08-23T18:17:00.000-07:002010-08-23T18:19:44.152-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/THMeGaG34PI/AAAAAAAAA1U/XF9h3JoXYQU/s1600/anjo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508779864640446706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/THMeGaG34PI/AAAAAAAAA1U/XF9h3JoXYQU/s320/anjo.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Nada melhor do que não fazer nada</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Só pra deitar e rolar com você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Rita Lee</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1117267448860201417?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-18392477942643947062010-08-19T18:47:00.000-07:002010-08-19T18:52:45.789-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TG3f2ZGa3uI/AAAAAAAAA1M/GpOUz93Idv8/s1600/Clarice_perder.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507304044887727842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TG3f2ZGa3uI/AAAAAAAAA1M/GpOUz93Idv8/s320/Clarice_perder.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O meu caminho a ti não conduzia</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Geraldo Azevedo/Elba Ramalho</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1839247794264394706?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-36607122087668702312010-08-18T16:35:00.000-07:002010-08-18T16:45:36.500-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TGxwh7pT04I/AAAAAAAAA1E/JrZ-IwNaRic/s1600/manha.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506900172616225666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TGxwh7pT04I/AAAAAAAAA1E/JrZ-IwNaRic/s320/manha.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Tudo no mundo é frágil, tudo passa...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Fagner</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3660712208766870231?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-83672838409187845662010-08-15T09:14:00.000-07:002010-08-15T09:19:00.484-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TGgTZaZOd9I/AAAAAAAAA08/3CMl52yDJKw/s1600/piriquita.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505671871763216338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TGgTZaZOd9I/AAAAAAAAA08/3CMl52yDJKw/s320/piriquita.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O amor só dura em liberdade</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O ciúme é só vaidade</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Sofro mais eu vou te libertar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Raul Seixas</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-8367283840918784566?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-53143361005597192142010-08-11T14:25:00.000-07:002010-08-11T14:54:46.613-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TGMcFXcbeGI/AAAAAAAAA00/89WVsZk9lSw/s1600/insana.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504274048095058018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TGMcFXcbeGI/AAAAAAAAA00/89WVsZk9lSw/s320/insana.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Consegui meu equilíbrio cortejando a insanidade</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Tudo está perdido mas existem probabilidades</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Não estou mais interessado no que sinto</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Não acredito em nada além do que duvido</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Legião Urbana</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5314336100559719214?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-19249420279978189542010-08-05T17:14:00.000-07:002010-08-05T17:21:28.474-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TFtVetCawSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/sGyFeO-UQeE/s1600/Shelepa.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502085355737366818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TFtVetCawSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/sGyFeO-UQeE/s320/Shelepa.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Mirem-se no exemplo daquelas mulheres de Atenas</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Chico Buarque</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1924942027997818954?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-26329031450506593362010-08-02T04:05:00.000-07:002010-08-02T04:23:41.792-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TFaqpCuqrTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ug_cOeMWj0A/s1600/encruzilhada-782140.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500771616963603762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TFaqpCuqrTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ug_cOeMWj0A/s320/encruzilhada-782140.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Socorro, alguém me dê um coração</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Que esse já não bate nem apanha</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Por favor, uma emoção pequena</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Qualquer coisa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Qualquer coisa que se sinta</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Tem tantos sentimentos, deve ter algum que sirva</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Socorro, alguma rua que me dê sentido</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Em qualquer cruzamento</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Acostamento</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Encruzilhada</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Arnaldo Antunes</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-2632903145050659336?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-38574014713201504522010-08-01T06:53:00.000-07:002010-08-01T07:35:37.962-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TFWGL4BKCRI/AAAAAAAAA0c/0NALpZ_NCkY/s1600/pernas.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500450058476849426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TFWGL4BKCRI/AAAAAAAAA0c/0NALpZ_NCkY/s320/pernas.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Se me faltares</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Nem por isso eu morro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Se é pra morrer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Quero morrer contigo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Minha solidão</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Se sente acompanhada</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Por isso às vezes sei que necessito</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Teu colo, teu colo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Eternamente teu colo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Pablo Milanés/Chico Buarque</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3857401471320150452?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-28344521603610117942010-07-30T16:52:00.000-07:002010-07-30T17:03:21.804-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TFNoNjW1IvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Z2i7y7U4rVM/s1600/cor.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499854151988093682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TFNoNjW1IvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Z2i7y7U4rVM/s320/cor.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Porque sei que é amor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Eu sei que é pra sempre,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Enquanto durar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Titãs</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-2834452160361011794?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-24389515176724149802010-07-28T01:24:00.000-07:002010-07-28T02:00:03.140-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TE_xf3MdryI/AAAAAAAAA0M/JsuByBt7FQw/s1600/assim_somos_nos_voce_e_eu___.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498879199737130786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TE_xf3MdryI/AAAAAAAAA0M/JsuByBt7FQw/s320/assim_somos_nos_voce_e_eu___.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Seja sempre o meu melhor presente</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Emílio Santiago</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-2438951517672414980?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-25067437433441828582010-07-26T09:16:00.000-07:002010-07-26T09:25:28.312-07:00Não existe saudade<br />Mais cortante<br />Que a de um<br />Grande amor ausente<br />Dura feito diamante<br />Corta a ilusão da gente<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-2506743743344182858?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-72347566461246837902010-07-25T09:30:00.000-07:002010-07-25T10:00:14.777-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TExtheZi0WI/AAAAAAAAA0E/cxNFsWx0Hw0/s1600/opostos.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497889666975846754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TExtheZi0WI/AAAAAAAAA0E/cxNFsWx0Hw0/s320/opostos.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Você passa, eu paro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Você faz, eu falo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Mas a gente no quarto sento o gosto bom que o oposto tem</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Não sei, mas sinto, uma força que embala tudo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Falo por ouvir o mundo, tudo diferente de um jeito bate</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Maria Gadu</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7234756646124683790?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-87832853254263449332010-07-24T07:01:00.000-07:002010-07-24T07:14:14.829-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEr1IbeediI/AAAAAAAAAz8/3grys5_c3uc/s1600/tpm.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497475820322453026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEr1IbeediI/AAAAAAAAAz8/3grys5_c3uc/s320/tpm.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Arreio os meus anseios, perco o veio e vivo de memória</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Eu quero é viver em paz</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">(eu preciso viver em paz!)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Djavan</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-8783285325426344933?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-75736135839573628972010-07-23T09:58:00.000-07:002010-07-23T10:09:27.322-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEnMsO7oNwI/AAAAAAAAAz0/jFlkwdl_ZuA/s1600/lendo2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497149880476907266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEnMsO7oNwI/AAAAAAAAAz0/jFlkwdl_ZuA/s320/lendo2.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Li no jornal</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Que amanhã bem cedo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Você vai chegar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Também vai trazer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Dentro de uma caixa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O meu coração</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Ana Cãnas</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7573613583957362897?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-75580212421388884842010-07-22T17:59:00.000-07:002010-07-22T18:07:46.224-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEjrS54CtAI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HoUFvhVtwRQ/s1600/68.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496902055211742210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEjrS54CtAI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HoUFvhVtwRQ/s320/68.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Acalma a minha pressa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Me dá sua palavra</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Sussurre em meu ouvido</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Só o que me interessa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">A lógica do vento</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O caos do pensamento</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">A paz na solidão</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">A órbita do tempo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">A pausa do retrato</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">A voz da intuição</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">A curva do universo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">A fórmula do acaso</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O alcance da promessa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O salto do desejo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">O agora e o infinito</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Só o que me interessa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">By Lenine</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7558021242138888484?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-34212308314887884962010-07-21T08:13:00.000-07:002010-07-21T08:22:26.824-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEcQoj-0CFI/AAAAAAAAAzU/GmyyZxTc4ic/s1600/me+tenha.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496380159268489298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEcQoj-0CFI/AAAAAAAAAzU/GmyyZxTc4ic/s320/me+tenha.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Pra você guardei o amor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Que nunca soube dar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Vendo em você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Explicação nenhuma</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Vou nascer </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">De novo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Lápis</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Edifício</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">By Nando Reis/Ana Cañas</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3421230831488788496?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-62378151143205356252010-07-20T08:05:00.000-07:002010-07-20T08:18:33.845-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEW-Ohk4crI/AAAAAAAAAzM/mnQkvAGDdok/s1600/fode-me.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496008077016068786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEW-Ohk4crI/AAAAAAAAAzM/mnQkvAGDdok/s320/fode-me.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Teus sinais</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Me confudem da cabeça aos pés</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Mas por dentro eu te devoro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Teu olhar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Não me diz exato quem tu és</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Mesmo assim eu te devoro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">By Djavan</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6237815114320535625?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-91974152427712782182010-07-17T08:33:00.000-07:002010-07-17T08:53:50.144-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEHR_G-FuoI/AAAAAAAAAzE/hg4b6Gx8pBg/s1600/tesao90.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494903902501714562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TEHR_G-FuoI/AAAAAAAAAzE/hg4b6Gx8pBg/s320/tesao90.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Estranho seria se eu não me apaixonasse por você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Nando Reis</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-9197415242771278218?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-61623428298991616482010-07-14T18:25:00.000-07:002010-07-14T19:04:34.305-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TD5sovJ7yGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/5wlYmGS4FEA/s1600/tristeza.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493948042547284066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TD5sovJ7yGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/5wlYmGS4FEA/s320/tristeza.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Ai quem me dera voltar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Pros braços do meu xodó</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Saudades assim faz roer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E amarga qui nem jiló</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Luiz Gonzaga</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6162342829899161648?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-73885224729819154062010-07-13T15:30:00.000-07:002010-07-13T16:01:34.525-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TDzwOlAZfwI/AAAAAAAAAy0/LwrAGMsP5lI/s1600/OgAAAE70r5nKwpKskS3CPODHfb3oDofA-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493529778727780098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TDzwOlAZfwI/AAAAAAAAAy0/LwrAGMsP5lI/s320/OgAAAE70r5nKwpKskS3CPODHfb3oDofA-1.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Por seres tão inventivo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E pareceres contínuo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">TempoTempoTempoTempo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">És um dos deuses mais lindos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">TempoTempoTempoTempo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Caetano Veloso</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7388522472981915406?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-89433137938267571772010-07-06T20:42:00.000-07:002010-07-06T22:00:38.442-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TDQJ5bkY97I/AAAAAAAAAys/ZWt0wxV1P40/s1600/black2j.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491024727929059250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TDQJ5bkY97I/AAAAAAAAAys/ZWt0wxV1P40/s320/black2j.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Se os campos cultivados neste mundo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">São duros demais</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E os solos assolados pela guerra</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não produzem a paz</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Amarra o teu arado numa estrela</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E aí tu serás</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">O lavrador louco dos astros</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">O camponês solto nos céus</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E quanto mais longe da terra</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Tanto mais longe de Deus</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Gil</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Dedicado ao meu poeta menino,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Pra vc..Xico Cruz</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-8943313793826757177?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-41282007673912770552010-06-24T15:14:00.001-07:002010-06-24T15:39:08.336-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TCPedvFqGmI/AAAAAAAAAyk/DnTSniahcHY/s1600/P_GRAN~1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486473373505165922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TCPedvFqGmI/AAAAAAAAAyk/DnTSniahcHY/s320/P_GRAN~1.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Estranho seria se eu não me apaixonasse por você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">O sal viria doce para os novos lábios</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Colombo procurou as Índias mas a Terra avistou em você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">O tom que eu canto as minhas músicas para a tua voz parece exato</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Nando Reis</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4128200767391277055?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-44649549299039709172010-06-22T14:48:00.000-07:002010-06-22T15:11:23.350-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TCE08S2C7nI/AAAAAAAAAyc/tHjQjEBaXQw/s1600/cama+casal.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485724031569292914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TCE08S2C7nI/AAAAAAAAAyc/tHjQjEBaXQw/s320/cama+casal.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">(estou esperando você me dizer assim:)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Rapte-me camaleoa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Adapte-me a uma cama boa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Rapte-me,adapte-me,capte-me</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Caetano Veloso</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4464954929903970917?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-81612671129136896302010-06-14T18:56:00.000-07:002010-06-14T19:01:50.766-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TBbe7iOvWzI/AAAAAAAAAyU/QMdWY21Nsjw/s1600/coracao-014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482814710752434994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TBbe7iOvWzI/AAAAAAAAAyU/QMdWY21Nsjw/s320/coracao-014.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mas se um dia</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Esta porta bater</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E você for o vento, ou sei lá,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não precisa dizer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Coração me aperta feliz e me diz</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Vou dormir com você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Fagner</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-8161267112913689630?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-51661550727349942522010-06-10T18:33:00.000-07:002010-06-10T18:43:05.153-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TBGUlEFC7wI/AAAAAAAAAyM/QkhTHoEGSwk/s1600/Sadness%2520sentada.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481325585957580546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TBGUlEFC7wI/AAAAAAAAAyM/QkhTHoEGSwk/s320/Sadness%2520sentada.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Eu não posso mais ficar aqui a esperar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Erasmo Carlos</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5166155072734994252?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-35227595326626200612010-06-09T13:18:00.000-07:002010-06-09T13:24:31.668-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TA_4dbAt4nI/AAAAAAAAAyE/2RKcRvvKROg/s1600/nem.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480872455883842162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TA_4dbAt4nI/AAAAAAAAAyE/2RKcRvvKROg/s320/nem.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Um pobre diabo é o que eu sou</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Um girassol sem sol</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Um navio sem direção</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Você é o meu sol, um metro e sessenta e cinco de sol</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">By Edgard Scandurra</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3522759532662620061?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-57086556838606970312010-06-07T18:41:00.000-07:002010-06-07T18:59:55.473-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TA2kEdrB4ZI/AAAAAAAAAx8/PJIzr8LN1AI/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480216718171300242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TA2kEdrB4ZI/AAAAAAAAAx8/PJIzr8LN1AI/s320/2.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quando penso em você </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Fecho os olhos de saudade</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Cecilia Meireles</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5708655683860697031?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-51234280252812144742010-06-03T17:29:00.000-07:002010-06-03T17:39:04.697-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TAhLD4mOAlI/AAAAAAAAAx0/l5-5Ir-1-zk/s1600/caida.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478711476800586322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TAhLD4mOAlI/AAAAAAAAAx0/l5-5Ir-1-zk/s320/caida.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Nem sempre se vê</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Mágicas no absurdo, mágicas no absurdo.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">By Lobão</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5123428025281214474?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-43852914568318704372010-05-31T18:32:00.000-07:002010-05-31T18:55:06.507-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TARoZ1xKtII/AAAAAAAAAxs/Cvyy_5_S9ns/s1600/pernas1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477617839928685698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/TARoZ1xKtII/AAAAAAAAAxs/Cvyy_5_S9ns/s320/pernas1.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E eu nem sei que hora dizer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me dá um medo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">É que eu preciso dizer que te amo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Te ganhar ou perder sem engano</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">É que eu preciso dizer que te amo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Tanto</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Cazuza</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4385291456831870437?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-58052548027096680792010-05-26T14:45:00.000-07:002010-05-26T15:01:46.844-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_2aPbE44tI/AAAAAAAAAxk/ipoQeBQta1I/s1600/sem.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475702311709369042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_2aPbE44tI/AAAAAAAAAxk/ipoQeBQta1I/s320/sem.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Sou um homem, sou um bicho, sou uma mulher</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Sou o seu amor profundo, sou o seu lugar no mundo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Sou o novo, sou o antigo, sou o que não tem tempo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">O que nunca lhe fez falta, o que lhe atormenta e mata</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Sou o certo, sou o errado, sou o que divide</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5805254802709668079?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-75711175130933241182010-05-25T14:21:00.000-07:002010-05-25T14:39:36.612-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_xDiGVqfJI/AAAAAAAAAxc/kQg6Oi8CwLo/s1600/Koch,+Paul+-+Eve+and+The+Tree+of+Knowledge.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475325500071771282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_xDiGVqfJI/AAAAAAAAAxc/kQg6Oi8CwLo/s320/Koch,+Paul+-+Eve+and+The+Tree+of+Knowledge.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Foi Deus que fez você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Foi Deus que fez o amor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Fez nascer a eternidade num momento de carinho</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Fez até o anonimato dos afetos escondidos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E a saudade dos amores que já foram destruídos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Foi Deus</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Luis Ramalho</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7571117513093324118?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-14740046980148595862010-05-24T10:17:00.000-07:002010-05-24T10:25:48.894-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_q2gsl2PoI/AAAAAAAAAxU/RZLLjRfuq4Q/s1600/Princess_Fiona.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474888969864232578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_q2gsl2PoI/AAAAAAAAAxU/RZLLjRfuq4Q/s320/Princess_Fiona.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Amar não é ter que ter sempre certeza</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">É aceitar que ninguém é perfeito pra ninguém</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Fernanda Mello/Rogério Flausino</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1474004698014859586?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-4307208672523928152010-05-20T16:20:00.000-07:002010-05-20T16:37:11.755-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_XHnMAUNnI/AAAAAAAAAxM/BI3NP6EtHtk/s1600/301221.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473500398190081650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_XHnMAUNnI/AAAAAAAAAxM/BI3NP6EtHtk/s320/301221.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Por isso às vezes te abraço,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Noutras te quero bater</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Fagner</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-430720867252392815?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-5023440257773894362010-05-19T15:06:00.000-07:002010-05-19T15:48:35.315-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_RqnwHAIyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/fnPCj2zxBA0/s1600/briga+de+casal.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473116678323708706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_RqnwHAIyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/fnPCj2zxBA0/s320/briga+de+casal.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Então pegue o telefone</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Ou um avião</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Deixe de lado</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Os compromissos marcados</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Perdoa o que puder ser perdoado</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Esquece o que não tiver perdão</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">E vamos voltar aquele lugar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">By Humberto Gissenger</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-502344025777389436?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-12065812091516431342010-05-18T14:32:00.000-07:002010-05-18T14:43:36.519-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_MJ-e2JU1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/yLb_nQj-1BA/s1600/nua+e+tua.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472728941221991250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_MJ-e2JU1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/yLb_nQj-1BA/s320/nua+e+tua.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Quando estou nos braços teus sinto o mundo bocejar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Quando estas nos braços meus sinto a vida descansar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">No calor do teu carinho sou menina passarinho com vontade de voar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1206581209151643134?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-16163603466146469402010-05-17T11:42:00.000-07:002010-05-17T11:49:52.073-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_GPwwXaSnI/AAAAAAAAAw0/S2aOuEkJmF4/s1600/nua+sim"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472313090011449970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S_GPwwXaSnI/AAAAAAAAAw0/S2aOuEkJmF4/s320/nua+sim" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Olhando pro infinito</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Tentando ouvir o som do próprio grito</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Vander Lee</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1616360346614646940?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-55564593380820820042010-05-16T06:12:00.000-07:002010-05-16T06:42:16.226-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-_2LGTVr3I/AAAAAAAAAws/HPQiEra_cjA/s1600/03.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471862742809161586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-_2LGTVr3I/AAAAAAAAAws/HPQiEra_cjA/s320/03.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Não faz meu coração de bobo</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5556459338082082004?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-50411196913400554502010-05-13T17:19:00.000-07:002010-05-13T17:28:41.201-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-yZKRQWf5I/AAAAAAAAAwk/zv6Z61ITwOo/s1600/constru%C3%A7%C3%A3o.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470916049058037650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-yZKRQWf5I/AAAAAAAAAwk/zv6Z61ITwOo/s320/constru%C3%A7%C3%A3o.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Amou daquela vez como se fosse a última</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Chico Buarque</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5041119691340055450?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-80536887638032362952010-05-11T15:27:00.000-07:002010-05-11T15:33:02.469-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-nbE1WjnTI/AAAAAAAAAwc/1rWMBsncWT0/s1600/L_O_V_E__by_LullabyOfLilly.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470144098505825586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-nbE1WjnTI/AAAAAAAAAwc/1rWMBsncWT0/s320/L_O_V_E__by_LullabyOfLilly.jpg" /></a><br /><div>...</div><br /><div>Eu quero você na veia</div><br /><div>...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>By Lobão</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-8053688763803236295?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-59058578428520592172010-05-09T11:37:00.000-07:002010-05-09T11:42:06.502-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-cB8uEbDXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/TsfbjAdx6GI/s1600/vendada"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469342415135116658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-cB8uEbDXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/TsfbjAdx6GI/s320/vendada" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Somos quem podemos ser</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Sonhos que podemos ter</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">By Engenheiros do Havaii</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5905857842852059217?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-39765592336912267032010-05-06T20:16:00.000-07:002010-05-06T20:26:31.392-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-OIW0sCSmI/AAAAAAAAAwM/SFuY8Qpshhg/s1600/JUSTIFICANDO-MINHA-PELE-DE-PALAVRAS.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468364298239756898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-OIW0sCSmI/AAAAAAAAAwM/SFuY8Qpshhg/s320/JUSTIFICANDO-MINHA-PELE-DE-PALAVRAS.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Pelas ruas que andei procurei</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Procurei, procurei</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Te encontrar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Alceu Valença</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3976559233691226703?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-850655736088037262010-05-05T18:33:00.000-07:002010-05-05T18:44:13.265-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-IeywJDwTI/AAAAAAAAAwE/8pZEicjIvYA/s1600/descansa.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467966754846392626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S-IeywJDwTI/AAAAAAAAAwE/8pZEicjIvYA/s320/descansa.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Agora não sei mais o que querer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E a noite não tarda pra nascer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Descansa coração</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E bate em paz</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Fernanda Takai</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-85065573608803726?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-72829780843139436952010-04-30T15:14:00.000-07:002010-04-30T15:30:30.062-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9tZ-zbkqSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qLjjUoR1TV8/s1600/BELEZA+NEGRA.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466061508236847394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9tZ-zbkqSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qLjjUoR1TV8/s320/BELEZA+NEGRA.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me chamam ébano</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">O novo peregrino sábio dos enganos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By luiz Melodia</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7282978084313943695?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-3734672778895031982010-04-29T17:35:00.000-07:002010-04-29T19:13:18.810-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9o8rtZ38OI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Khg7BC8rC38/s1600/garota_nua09-03-05.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465747819387678946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9o8rtZ38OI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Khg7BC8rC38/s320/garota_nua09-03-05.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Famintos um do outro como canibais</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Raul Seixas</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-373467277889503198?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-41203767384804842252010-04-28T07:42:00.000-07:002010-04-28T07:58:20.447-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9hM7g2wwbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/AUhWGI6CesU/s1600/mo%C3%A7a.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465202733129712050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9hM7g2wwbI/AAAAAAAAAvo/AUhWGI6CesU/s320/mo%C3%A7a.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Te ver e não te querer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">É improvável, é impossível</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Te ter e ter que esquecer</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">É insuportável, é dor incrível</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">É como esperar o prato e não salivar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Sentir apertar o sapato e não descalçar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">É ver alguém feliz de fato sem alguém pra amar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">É como procurar no mato estrela do mar</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Samuel Rosa</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4120376738480484225?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-66746398432606224312010-04-27T19:09:00.000-07:002010-04-27T19:16:42.574-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9eafgcWA6I/AAAAAAAAAvg/mAipJycuejY/s1600/grito.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465006538912826274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9eafgcWA6I/AAAAAAAAAvg/mAipJycuejY/s320/grito.bmp" /></a><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Alguma coisa acontece no meu coração</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Caetano Veloso</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6674639843260622431?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-60485090658883623582010-04-26T01:02:00.000-07:002010-04-26T01:18:35.654-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9VMTtprZ9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/gOQWHqNjQEg/s1600/mascaras.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464357624439597010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9VMTtprZ9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/gOQWHqNjQEg/s320/mascaras.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E são tantas marcas</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Que já fazem parte</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Do que eu sou agora</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mas ainda sei me virar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Matheus Lucas</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6048509065888362358?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-74109173615271282162010-04-25T08:42:00.000-07:002010-04-25T09:11:25.260-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9RpmwOqYII/AAAAAAAAAvQ/YG2tFQBUaME/s1600/moulinrouge13500.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464108362409599106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9RpmwOqYII/AAAAAAAAAvQ/YG2tFQBUaME/s320/moulinrouge13500.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Há mulheres que se pintam de caulim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Na costa do Marfim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Para o deus louvar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Eu também me pinto para o luar, em mim,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">A prata derramar.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Oh! Musa da inspiração</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Caia sobre mim este céu sem fim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Rita Ribeiro</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7410917361527128216?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-43928745432828915142010-04-23T14:31:00.000-07:002010-04-23T14:47:42.940-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9IVdb1QaFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/oot8_2ZJmiw/s1600/lua.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463452893385353298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9IVdb1QaFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/oot8_2ZJmiw/s320/lua.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Tendo a lua aquela gravidade aonde o homem flutua</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Merecia a visita não de militares,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">mas de bailarinos </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">e de você e eu.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Herbert Viana</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4392874543282891514?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-64617932705081229932010-04-22T15:53:00.000-07:002010-04-22T16:08:47.173-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9DW7oW9c3I/AAAAAAAAAvA/pw6r5LvrJNs/s1600/jawlensky-prece.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463102667934757746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9DW7oW9c3I/AAAAAAAAAvA/pw6r5LvrJNs/s320/jawlensky-prece.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Sabe o que queria agora, meu bem...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Sair, chegar lá fora e encontrar alguém</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Que não me dissesse nada</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não me perguntasse nada também</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Que me oferecesse um colo, um ombro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Onde eu desaguasse todo o desengano</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mas a vida anda louca</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">As pessoas andam tristes</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Meus amigos são amigos de ninguém</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Sabe o que mais quero agora, meu amor?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Morar no interior do meu interior</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Vander Lee</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6461793270508122993?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-29359487067361557262010-04-22T03:57:00.000-07:002010-04-22T04:04:57.877-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9AtSUapUwI/AAAAAAAAAu4/dTePUZinYBg/s1600/nua+sim.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462916140741776130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S9AtSUapUwI/AAAAAAAAAu4/dTePUZinYBg/s320/nua+sim.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Quero te conquistar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Um pouco mais e mais</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">A cada dia</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Satisfazer tua vontade</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Também me sacia</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Vem me hipinotizar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">No alto andar, luar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Me acaricia</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Posso morrer de amor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Que ningué desconfia</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">By Lulu Sntos</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-2935948706736155726?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-78508751321397741142010-04-21T06:29:00.000-07:002010-04-21T06:41:49.878-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S88AjlM8o4I/AAAAAAAAAuw/MxEMsznccbM/s1600/Deitada.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462585484305539970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S88AjlM8o4I/AAAAAAAAAuw/MxEMsznccbM/s320/Deitada.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quando essa boca disser o seu nome venha voando</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mesmo que a boca só diga seu nome de vez em quando</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Posso enxergar no seu rosto um dia tão claro e luminoso</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quero provar desse gosto ainda tão raro e misterioso</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Do amor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Vander Lee</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7850875132139774114?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-86356842521152131932010-04-19T18:26:00.000-07:002010-04-19T18:50:02.609-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S80IHHlOuyI/AAAAAAAAAuo/UR258pT1p0I/s1600/heart.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462030841457589026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S80IHHlOuyI/AAAAAAAAAuo/UR258pT1p0I/s320/heart.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Existe aqui uma mulher</span></div><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Uma bruxa, uma princesa, uma diva, que beleza</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Escolha o que quiser</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mas ande logo, vá depressa</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Nem se atreva a pensar muito</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">O meu universo ainda despreza</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quem não sabe o que quer</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Meu coração eu pus no bolso</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mas apareceu um moço</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Que tirou ele daí</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não, isso não é engraçado</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Um coração, assim, roubado</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Bate muito acelerado</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Devolve, moço</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Devolve, moço</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">O meu coração do bolso</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Ana Canãs</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-8635684252115213193?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-53642817726405341242010-04-17T05:46:00.000-07:002010-04-17T06:06:02.536-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8myKpVcrwI/AAAAAAAAAug/vnamGjoyd6k/s1600/sexy-legs.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461091919127686914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8myKpVcrwI/AAAAAAAAAug/vnamGjoyd6k/s320/sexy-legs.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Vem e aumenta em mim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">o único que sou</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">me subtrai do que em mim passou</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">é amor, vem.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Chico César</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5364281772640534124?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-78622495258417389512010-04-14T15:45:00.000-07:002010-04-14T16:13:52.971-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8ZMH4e2wqI/AAAAAAAAAuY/fbeuQMqx5bw/s1600/lua_sergio_boeira.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460135296537903778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8ZMH4e2wqI/AAAAAAAAAuY/fbeuQMqx5bw/s320/lua_sergio_boeira.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quem acordou no dia</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Adormeceu na noite</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Sorriu cada alegria sua</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quem andou pela rua</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Atravessou a ponte</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Pediu benção à dindinha lua</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não teme a sua sorte</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Abraça a sua morte</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Como a uma linda ninfa nua</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Gil</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7862249525841738951?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-45201439649674542322010-04-13T17:42:00.000-07:002010-04-13T17:52:22.240-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8URu5rHNEI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/g9oFmV8-TIU/s1600/sexy9.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459789620709897282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8URu5rHNEI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/g9oFmV8-TIU/s320/sexy9.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E quando sinto que teus braços se cruzam em minhas</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">costas</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Desaparecem as palavras, outros sons enchem o espaço</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Você me abraça, a noite passa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me deixas louca</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By A. Manzanero/Paulo Coelho</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4520143964967454232?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-38881096198600494632010-04-11T18:03:00.000-07:002010-04-11T18:09:06.657-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8Jymg7sdSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ni7Mfz3HXF0/s1600/mulher_nua_deitada_borboletas.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459051704327370018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8Jymg7sdSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ni7Mfz3HXF0/s320/mulher_nua_deitada_borboletas.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Lírios brancos combinam com meu bem</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Borboletas e risos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Lua cheia também</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Você, demais, sempre me faltou</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não desvie os seus olhos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Do nosso amor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Isabella Taviani</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-3888109619860049463?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-19513409988204202272010-04-10T19:08:00.000-07:002010-04-10T19:20:53.276-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8Ex8GHL2AI/AAAAAAAAAuA/h8-GEINR-hY/s1600/MulherNua23.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458699131852412930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S8Ex8GHL2AI/AAAAAAAAAuA/h8-GEINR-hY/s320/MulherNua23.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">É bom acordar com você quando amanhece o dia</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Dá vontade de te agradar te trazer alegria</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Tão bom encontrar com você sem ter hora marcada</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Te falar de amor bem baixinho quando é madrugada</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">By Michael Sullivan</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1951340998820420227?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-73418329754693794742010-04-08T19:29:00.000-07:002010-04-08T19:34:00.945-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S76SA217qlI/AAAAAAAAAt4/4ujNefhlWak/s1600/apetecer.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457960341838998098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S76SA217qlI/AAAAAAAAAt4/4ujNefhlWak/s320/apetecer.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Cuide tudo que for verdadeiro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Deixe tudo que não for passar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Herbert Vianna</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7341832975469379474?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-1397924784604765092010-04-07T14:50:00.000-07:002010-04-07T15:13:03.958-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S70DRc_a7uI/AAAAAAAAAtw/gsoeLZdtgZ4/s1600/mulherdeitada-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457521921817767650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S70DRc_a7uI/AAAAAAAAAtw/gsoeLZdtgZ4/s320/mulherdeitada-1.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E aqui dentro de mim você demora</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">já tornou-se parte mesmo do meu ser</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E agora, em qualquer parte, a qualquer hora</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">quando eu fecho os olhos, vejo só você.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Chico César</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-139792478460476509?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-65160101666896876822010-04-06T17:11:00.000-07:002010-04-06T17:35:00.902-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S7vTIIESSVI/AAAAAAAAAto/1i2Muhp_7Co/s1600/joelhos.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457187510047361362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S7vTIIESSVI/AAAAAAAAAto/1i2Muhp_7Co/s320/joelhos.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Nada tenho,vez em quando tudo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Tudo quero mais ou menos quanto </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Vida, vida noves fora zero</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quero viver, quero ouvir, quero ver</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">(se é assim, quero sim...acho que vim pra te ver)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Zeca Baleiro</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6516010166689687682?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-57953280825463473622010-03-30T15:08:00.000-07:002010-03-30T15:44:32.067-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S7J-uP89UEI/AAAAAAAAAtg/FjsR5YhaDQ0/s1600/nus.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454561431720382530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S7J-uP89UEI/AAAAAAAAAtg/FjsR5YhaDQ0/s320/nus.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não quero seu suor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quero seus poros</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Na minha pele</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Explodindo de calor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quero você!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Zélia Duncan</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5795328082546347362?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-69688493350234028092010-03-29T06:34:00.000-07:002010-03-29T06:41:24.645-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S7Ct8Iip-ZI/AAAAAAAAAtY/o0DG-MKMn60/s1600/carregando.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454050397342267794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S7Ct8Iip-ZI/AAAAAAAAAtY/o0DG-MKMn60/s320/carregando.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">É tão difícil ficar sem você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">O teu amor é gostoso demais</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Quando estou com você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Estou nos braços da paz</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Dominguinhos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-6968849335023402809?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-87947313595312903492010-03-25T04:32:00.000-07:002010-03-25T04:36:50.112-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6tKwFfAfmI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/8jND4DFlO94/s1600/amor_e_loucura.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452533963828526690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6tKwFfAfmI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/8jND4DFlO94/s320/amor_e_loucura.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Eu quero absurdos, quero amor sem fim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Eu quero te dizer que eu só sei amar assim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Herbert Vianna</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-8794731359531290349?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-76498574537576940062010-03-23T11:42:00.000-07:002010-03-23T11:59:50.921-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6kPmb6CVtI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SCXCf8nW0AY/s1600-h/bike.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451905976909321938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6kPmb6CVtI/AAAAAAAAAtI/SCXCf8nW0AY/s320/bike.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não telefone, não mande carta</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não mande alguém me avisar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não vá pra longe, não me desaponte</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">O amor não sabe esperar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Ficar só é a própria escravidão</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Ver você é ver na escuridão</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E quando o sol sair</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Pode te trazer pra mim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Abro a porta, enfeito a casa</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Deixo a luz entrar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Eu ainda te espero chegar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Escrevo versos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Rosas e incenso pra perfumar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Eu ainda te espero chegar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Marisa</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-7649857453757694006?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-42472169345957601852010-03-21T05:05:00.000-07:002010-03-21T05:11:10.324-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6YMyxfMbkI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ZRXiShbvJwk/s1600-h/malas.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451058465395732034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6YMyxfMbkI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ZRXiShbvJwk/s320/malas.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">E mesmo assim, eu queria te perguntar,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">se você tem ai contigo alguma coisa pra me dar,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">se tem espaço de sobra no seu coração.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">Quer levar minha bagagem ou não?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">By Tiê</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4247216934595760185?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-59943395491439183252010-03-20T04:51:00.000-07:002010-03-20T05:05:56.462-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6S6DtFypTI/AAAAAAAAAs4/QRV_sn7w2KA/s1600-h/(Di_Angels)+Poema+-+SAUDADE+-+28_04_08+-+7608058.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450686021831402802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6S6DtFypTI/AAAAAAAAAs4/QRV_sn7w2KA/s320/(Di_Angels)+Poema+-+SAUDADE+-+28_04_08+-+7608058.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">To com sintoma de saudades</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">To pensando em você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Como eu te quero tanto bem</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Aonde for não quero dor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Eu tomo conta de você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Pois te quero livre também</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Como o tempo vai o tempo vem</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Marisa Monte</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5994339549143918325?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-43083332997531223252010-03-19T04:39:00.000-07:002010-03-19T04:59:05.148-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6Nm96STvFI/AAAAAAAAAsw/yX5ImAb7-60/s1600-h/Passion.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450313187852532818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6Nm96STvFI/AAAAAAAAAsw/yX5ImAb7-60/s320/Passion.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Pra ser sincero eu não espero que você</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Minta</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não se sinta capaz de enganar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Que não engana a si mesmo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Nós dois temos os mesmos defeitos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Sabemos tudo a nosso respeito</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Somos suspeitos de um crime perfeito</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mas crimes perfeitos não deixam suspeitos</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">ByHumberto Gessinger</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-4308333299753122325?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-59360418896073176372010-03-17T07:03:00.000-07:002010-03-17T07:15:51.659-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6DkDyvcywI/AAAAAAAAAso/Or4aRMYOJQ8/s1600-h/amarela.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449606302929832706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S6DkDyvcywI/AAAAAAAAAso/Or4aRMYOJQ8/s320/amarela.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Eu já estou na sua estrada</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Sozinha não enxergo nada</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Mas vou ficar aqui</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Até que o dia amanheça</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Vou me esquecer de mim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">E você, se puder, não me esqueça.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">By Samuel Rosa</span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-5936041889607317637?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-90611264319111345022010-03-15T14:31:00.000-07:002010-03-15T14:42:38.160-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S56psqkYMaI/AAAAAAAAAsg/3nG6BgTCbSg/s1600-h/tua+lua.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448979183971086754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S56psqkYMaI/AAAAAAAAAsg/3nG6BgTCbSg/s320/tua+lua.bmp" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Posso te falar dos sonhos, das flores...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">de como a cidade mudou...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Posso te falar do medo, do meu desejo...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">do meu amor...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Posso falar da tarde que cai</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">E aos poucos deixa ver no céu a Lua</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Que um dia eu te dei</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Herbert Vianna</span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-9061126431911134502?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-17762240082923888232010-03-14T17:35:00.000-07:002010-03-14T18:03:05.472-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S52HNRPEscI/AAAAAAAAAsY/_7QknVrFqjM/s1600-h/imagem+2k.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448659786222842306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S52HNRPEscI/AAAAAAAAAsY/_7QknVrFqjM/s320/imagem+2k.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Eu te quero só pra mim</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Você mora em meu coração</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Não me deixe só aqui</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Esperando mais um verão</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Mimar você </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Nas quatro estações</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">By Caetano Veloso</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1776224008292388823?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-8053978476875012482010-03-13T20:16:00.000-08:002010-03-13T20:36:34.904-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S5xnjhrnGYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/L-5bQIT8ke0/s1600-h/viashepressedplayerotic.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448343509245827458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S5xnjhrnGYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/L-5bQIT8ke0/s320/viashepressedplayerotic.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Você passa, eu paro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Você faz, eu falo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mas a gente no quarto sente o gosto bom que o oposto tem</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Não sei, mas sinto, uma força que embala tudo</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Falo por ouvir o mundo, tudo diferente de um jeito bate</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Todos caminhos trilham pra gente se ver</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Todas trilhas caminham pra gente se achar, viu?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By André Carvalho</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-805397847687501248?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988368754010052936.post-14653161417113364782010-03-13T03:31:00.000-08:002010-03-13T03:56:29.206-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S5t9W9XgBgI/AAAAAAAAAsI/PInqtW362sU/s1600-h/Luz.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448086007618471426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1GlhkC2RprQ/S5t9W9XgBgI/AAAAAAAAAsI/PInqtW362sU/s320/Luz.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Todo dia ela faz tudo sempre igual</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Todo dia ela diz que é pra eu me cuidar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Essas coisas que diz toda mulher</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Toda noite ela diz pra eu não me afastar</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Meia-noite ela jura eterno amor</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">By Chico</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">(é assim que você pensa?)</span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988368754010052936-1465316141711336478?l=cidadedosdeuses.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166537921798223739noreply@blogger.com0