tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15415348282813872422024-03-06T00:38:25.912-03:00CAFÉ LITERÁRIOLuciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-18906740367309082013-02-12T11:57:00.003-02:002013-02-12T11:58:52.205-02:00Pra rir um pouco...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-25748614253229876702012-11-16T10:40:00.000-02:002012-11-16T10:40:25.518-02:00Apenas uma vez...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Albert:</b> Você sabe o que é acordar todo dia, sem
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(...) Our loving is all I was after<br />
But you couldn’t give it<br />
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I’m folding my hand, hand (...)<br />
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(Kate Nash)</div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-54577933188624112162012-04-26T20:40:00.000-03:002012-04-26T20:40:18.619-03:00Um chinelo para um pé cansado...<div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Gosto de escrever cansado. A lassidão dos músculos enternece os sentidos e o torpor transfigura as barreiras da linguagem em suor. As pernas ficam mais lentas, mas as palavras voam. O cansaço é amigo.</div>
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É amigo, pois pressupõe um repouso subsequente. Às vezes precisamos simplesmente deitar a cabeça no colo amigo e deixar despejar na atmosfera as fadigas, as mazelas e os desgastes todos. Nossos pés cansados carecem de um chinelinho. Gostamos, merecemos e precisamos de conforto. E o que é mais reconfortante que saber da presença de alguém que esteja disposto e pronto a nos acolher? Não tem lençol de mil fios que valha um abraço sincero.</div>
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Quando em boa companhia, o conforto é simples e barato. Basta estar junto, mesmo em silêncio. Tem silêncios que dizem tanta coisa…</div>
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Há companhias que nos confortam o coração, outras que nos confortam o ego. Há também as que aquietam as vontades, confortando-nos dentro de nós mesmos. Há ainda aquelas que nos confortam a mente. A ideal é aquela que encerre um pouco de cada uma dessas, mas que não nos deixe completamente relaxados, porque conforto em excesso vira letargia.</div>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Quem um dia irá dizer<br />
Que existe razão<br />
Nas coisas feitas pelo coração?<br />
E quem irá dizer<br />
Que não existe razão?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Eduardo e Mônica - Legião Urbana) </div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-79714017627898010102012-03-09T21:04:00.000-03:002012-03-09T21:04:10.594-03:00Quem disse que encontrar a felicidade é fácil?<div style="text-align: center;">Momento sublime:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">(A Procura da Felicidade)</div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-66836405851841857042012-02-23T22:13:00.001-02:002012-02-23T22:18:38.253-02:00Ele diz...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_4n_AxA68yXbHCeBZiA-4-QU8w9T2lcLNyYpBBuXueJEyPxTQoPB0ktZNslTcejui0LQgFvvFVoKot8NeRfcBESt0lgKxctsKRktp1Bq0Zt7S7Tagqb_WCr4d_N1xk_4FTl400DtbTWJI/s1600/ABRAO3~1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="198" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_4n_AxA68yXbHCeBZiA-4-QU8w9T2lcLNyYpBBuXueJEyPxTQoPB0ktZNslTcejui0LQgFvvFVoKot8NeRfcBESt0lgKxctsKRktp1Bq0Zt7S7Tagqb_WCr4d_N1xk_4FTl400DtbTWJI/s200/ABRAO3~1.JPG" width="200" /></a>Como pode ser gostar de alguém<br />
E esse tal alguém não ser seu<br />
Fico desejando nós gastando o mar<br />
Pôr-do-sol, postal, mais ninguém<br />
<div id="main_cnt"><div id="div_letra">Peço tanto a Deus<br />
Para lhe esquecer<br />
Mas só de pedir me lembro<br />
Minha linda flor<br />
Meu jasmim será<br />
Meus melhores beijos serão seus<br />
Sinto que você é ligada a mim<br />
Sempre que estou indo, volto atrás<br />
Estou entregue a ponto de estar sempre só<br />
Esperando um sim ou nunca mais<br />
É tanta graça lá fora passa<br />
O tempo sem você<br />
Mas pode sim<br />
Ser sim amado e tudo acontecer<br />
Sinto absoluto o dom de existir,<br />
Não há solidão, nem pena<br />
Nessa doação, milagres do amor<br />
Sinto uma extensão divina<br />
É tanta graça lá fora passa<br />
O tempo sem você<br />
Mas pode sim<br />
Ser sim amado e tudo acontecer<br />
Quero dançar com você<br />
Dançar com você<br />
Quero dançar com você<br />
Dançar com você.<br />
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(Vanessa da Mata, Amado)</div></div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-76338225658528412102012-02-14T13:40:00.002-02:002012-02-14T13:46:29.969-02:00Adele - iTunes Festival London 2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/B81P_18VQTk/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B81P_18VQTk&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B81P_18VQTk&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"> Além de encantar com sua linda voz, a princesa do soul, a inglesa Adele, foi consagrada no Grammy, levando para casa os seis prêmios dos quais concorria. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Deixo pra vocês um show dela que gosto muito: Adele in iTunes Festival London 2011!!!!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-39473340213027795182012-02-12T23:10:00.001-02:002012-05-24T20:35:33.872-03:00Preciso dizer que te amo... tanto...<div style="text-align: center;">
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Quando a gente conversa</div>
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Contando casos, besteiras</div>
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Tanta coisa em comum</div>
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Deixando escapar segredos</div>
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E eu não sei que hora dizer</div>
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Me dá um medo, que medo</div>
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É que eu preciso dizer que eu te amo</div>
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Te ganhar ou perder sem engano</div>
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É, eu preciso dizer que eu te amo tanto</div>
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E até o tempo passa arrastado</div>
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Só pra eu ficar do teu lado</div>
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Você me chora dores de outro amor</div>
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Se abre e acaba comigo</div>
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E nessa novela eu não quero</div>
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Ser teu amigo</div>
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É que eu preciso dizer que eu te amo</div>
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Te ganhar ou perder sem engano</div>
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É, eu preciso dizer que eu te amo tanto</div>
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Eu já nem sei se eu tô misturando</div>
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Eu perco o sono</div>
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Lembrando em cada riso teu</div>
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Qualquer bandeira</div>
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Fechando e abrindo a geladeira</div>
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A noite inteira</div>
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Eu preciso dizer que eu te amo</div>
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Te ganhar ou perder sem engano</div>
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Eu preciso dizer que eu te amo tanto</div>
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(Cazuza)</div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-16841115220071709892012-02-11T21:03:00.001-02:002012-02-11T21:09:23.615-02:00Ouvi muitas vezes essa música hoje...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/uyy_HPtRHyU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uyy_HPtRHyU&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uyy_HPtRHyU&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><br />
<div align="center">(Rosie's Lullaby - Norah Jones)</div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-71978724680215812892012-02-11T16:46:00.000-02:002012-02-11T16:46:26.451-02:00No meio do caminho<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/sO6TySzyygE?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
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(Caio Fernando Abreu)</div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-22552159970377290562012-02-05T12:09:00.000-02:002012-02-05T12:09:31.710-02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIXx3V2G-rPDYQFIt3IJ6t76-6q4yJa2xZHQ6lktg7b0Iw1zOMB_bx8k6x0b2UKfsisZWC6L46sk-UqKcoOjiUBf4_nQjf-52QkishmPglNvpNQbctOQW8g7VkqKkcOlBECETVm9UzKXA/s1600/CIDADE+DOS+ANJOSSS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIXx3V2G-rPDYQFIt3IJ6t76-6q4yJa2xZHQ6lktg7b0Iw1zOMB_bx8k6x0b2UKfsisZWC6L46sk-UqKcoOjiUBf4_nQjf-52QkishmPglNvpNQbctOQW8g7VkqKkcOlBECETVm9UzKXA/s1600/CIDADE+DOS+ANJOSSS.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">De que servem asas se você não pode sentir o vento?</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Cidade dos Anjos)</div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-81506760128219586452012-01-28T22:40:00.000-02:002012-01-28T22:40:25.964-02:00Dançando...<div class="tab_original sideBySide lyricArea originalOnly"><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/pitty/"></a><strong class="editable_area"></strong></div><div class="editable_area" itemprop="description"><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMKqmxtUp4fpQ5sRDDnx3G2lkM_rJTT6RUm3TDcfWQpB6BBACnarzGdBvjQf2aRwjO9ogNeOgJr9VBQNxc79_3DzeX363_NeSRp_fHubpsVa-ES2HtL9TLOcgpAqLRaJB2VslKyOyS1C6k/s1600/dan%C3%A7ando.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMKqmxtUp4fpQ5sRDDnx3G2lkM_rJTT6RUm3TDcfWQpB6BBACnarzGdBvjQf2aRwjO9ogNeOgJr9VBQNxc79_3DzeX363_NeSRp_fHubpsVa-ES2HtL9TLOcgpAqLRaJB2VslKyOyS1C6k/s320/dan%C3%A7ando.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span></span><span>Se o mundo acabar hoje eu estarei dançando, com você (...)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</a>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-13018828169280710362012-01-21T23:14:00.000-02:002012-01-21T23:14:01.463-02:00I just need you now...<div style="text-align: center;">And I wonder if I ever cross your mind</div><div style="text-align: center;">For me it happens all the time (...) </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">(...) I'm all alone and I need you now. </div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Said I wouldn't call</div><div style="text-align: center;">but I lost all control and I need you now.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I don't know how I can do without,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just need you now (...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Caio Fernando Abreu)</div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-9221505897727434592012-01-21T22:30:00.002-02:002012-01-29T13:04:39.037-02:00Eu deveria me render?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/uBmwdlBFs1s?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">(Adele)</div>Luciana Ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15690850327417870892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541534828281387242.post-24504981242134101322012-01-21T22:16:00.001-02:002012-01-21T22:31:43.657-02:00You're the only one that I want...<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlqXdEc9jUo9rW6yptKONqKzXgjCLOCsk5MkPn1p35t8bStOqIWbnzZqdcuy8qN0qIkmDRW1mhjfZ9vk9YcLn6xqtPmeIfi8Yjj2WbLexJ8wYouA1iqqgdNy_vX3X6x6kRciGPmLjaJTU-/s1600/116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nfa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlqXdEc9jUo9rW6yptKONqKzXgjCLOCsk5MkPn1p35t8bStOqIWbnzZqdcuy8qN0qIkmDRW1mhjfZ9vk9YcLn6xqtPmeIfi8Yjj2WbLexJ8wYouA1iqqgdNy_vX3X6x6kRciGPmLjaJTU-/s1600/116.jpg" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">You've been on my mind, </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I grow fonder every day,</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Lose myself in time,</div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Just thinking of your face,</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">God only knows why it's taken me so long to let my doubts go,</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">You're the only one that I want (...)</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Vai passar, tu sabes que vai passar. Talvez não amanhã, mas dentro de uma semana, um mês ou dois, quem sabe? O verão está aí, haverá sol quase todos os dias, e sempre resta essa coisa chamada "impulso vital". Pois esse impulso às vezes cruel, porque não permite que nenhuma dor insista por muito tempo, te empurrará quem sabe para o sol, para o mar, para uma nova estrada qualquer e, de repente, no meio de uma frase ou de um movimento te surpreenderás pensando algo assim como "estou contente outra vez"</div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><br />
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