Thursday, June 30, 2005
Monday, June 27, 2005
Thursday, June 16, 2005
I'm feeling good... B-)
Michael Buble: "Feeling Good"
Birds flying high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Reeds driftin' on by
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Fish in the sea
You know how I feel
River running free
You know how I feel
Blossom in the tree
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Dragonfly out in the sun
you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun
you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when the day is done
And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me
Stars when you shine
You know how I feel
Scent of the pine
You know how I feel
Yeah freedom is mine
And I know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Birds flying high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Reeds driftin' on by
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Fish in the sea
You know how I feel
River running free
You know how I feel
Blossom in the tree
You know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Dragonfly out in the sun
you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun
you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when the day is done
And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me
Stars when you shine
You know how I feel
Scent of the pine
You know how I feel
Yeah freedom is mine
And I know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Freedom, Human Rights and other dirty words...
This is not an "attack" on Microsoft - but one on China:
Microsoft Censors Chinese Blogs in Wired News
Microsoft Censors Chinese Blogs in Wired News
Monday, June 13, 2005
Tenho o Nome de uma Flor
Tenho o nome de uma flor
quando me chamas.
Quando me tocas,
nem eu sei
se sou água, rapariga,
ou algum pomar que atravessei.
Eugénio de Andrade (1923 - 2005), in «As Mãos e os Frutos», 1948
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