<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096</id><updated>2011-11-24T22:12:42.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tan perfecta como me la Imagine ♥♪</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-5997869601893002278</id><published>2011-02-19T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T18:13:56.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIVA ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3L--1wmx73Q/TWB3nJe-11I/AAAAAAAAALc/z7aV1AgHzvk/s1600/Nelly_Furtado_3_by_ovtovaz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3L--1wmx73Q/TWB3nJe-11I/AAAAAAAAALc/z7aV1AgHzvk/s640/Nelly_Furtado_3_by_ovtovaz.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-5997869601893002278?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5997869601893002278/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/diva.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/5997869601893002278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/5997869601893002278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/diva.html' title='DIVA ♥'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3L--1wmx73Q/TWB3nJe-11I/AAAAAAAAALc/z7aV1AgHzvk/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado_3_by_ovtovaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-1794938283338759546</id><published>2011-02-19T10:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T20:21:46.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Cumpleaños Mi Plan</title><content type='html'>Aquí sentada miro hacia el mar&lt;br /&gt;Aquí sin nada ni nadie que me haga olvidar.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos besos perdidos y maltratados sin ninguna explicación que pudo se mejor.&lt;br /&gt;Tantas veces juramos enamorados  seria eterno nuestro amor  que gran desilusión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz cumpleaños extraño el tiempo que ha pasado&lt;br /&gt;Feliz cumpleaños extraño tu cuerpo cerca del mío&lt;br /&gt;No quiero sentirme así Este cumpleaños&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí sentada quisiera llorar&lt;br /&gt;Aquí en lo oscuro de esta soledad &lt;br /&gt;Su mirada me devoraba con ganas de amar en cualquier lugar&lt;br /&gt;Sin prisa ni final &lt;br /&gt;Me tocaban la piel,los ojos,la cara,&lt;br /&gt;la vida &lt;br /&gt;me hacia volar nunca podre olvidar&lt;br /&gt;No estas aquí &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz cumpleaños extraño el tiempo que ha pasado&lt;br /&gt;Feliz cumpleaños extraño tu cuerpo cerca del mí&lt;br /&gt;No quiero sentirme así Este cumpleaños&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y al enfrentar la realidad  y un nuevo día sin tu luz &lt;br /&gt;Como los años que se irán  también mi juventud &lt;br /&gt;Arrugas que en el rostro me dejaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz cumpleaños extraño el tiempo que ha pasado&lt;br /&gt;Feliz cumpleaños extraño tu cuerpo cerca del mí &lt;br /&gt;Yo No quiero sentirme así Este cumpleaños&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vale la pena decir feliz cumpleaños&lt;br /&gt;No vale la pena sentir sin  este cumpleaños &lt;br /&gt;No vale la pena sin ti este cumpleaños no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez  mas te extraño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Josh:]&lt;br /&gt;Si tu no estas aqui, no me yo voy a desistir&lt;br /&gt;Tengo que despertar tengo que revivir&lt;br /&gt;Es un inmenso vacio, ya no hay amor aqui&lt;br /&gt;Talvez no te borre en mi y sufrir el silencio&lt;br /&gt;Silencio.. Silencio...Silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Josh Groban :]&lt;br /&gt;Antes el sol era mi bendicion&lt;br /&gt;Ahora sus rayos me queman sin razon&lt;br /&gt;[Nelly Furtado :]&lt;br /&gt;Antes creia sin dudar en mi instinto&lt;br /&gt;Ahora es tan fragil con un animal herido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus Nelly &amp;amp; Josh:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Josh Groban :]&lt;br /&gt;Donde el sol no vuelve más&lt;br /&gt;Mi alma libre va&lt;br /&gt;Yo te esperare&lt;br /&gt;Hasta la eternidad&lt;br /&gt;Amor mio....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PlsLbUyR7us/TWADowM9MqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3mVmanVCdko/s1600/Optimus_Secret_Shows__III_by_CoisasDispersas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PlsLbUyR7us/TWADowM9MqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3mVmanVCdko/s400/Optimus_Secret_Shows__III_by_CoisasDispersas.jpg" width="400" 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plan'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PlsLbUyR7us/TWADowM9MqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3mVmanVCdko/s72-c/Optimus_Secret_Shows__III_by_CoisasDispersas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-5237048446420242636</id><published>2011-02-19T09:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:52:14.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuerte</title><content type='html'>No quiero llorar.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero sufrir.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero pensar,&lt;br /&gt;me hará recordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que yo te perdí,&lt;br /&gt;tan lejos de mí&lt;br /&gt;has ido a parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un poco de ti, un poco de mí.&lt;br /&gt;Dejaron de hablar, de comunicar,&lt;br /&gt;no pude encontrar palabras de amor&lt;br /&gt;y no alcancé a más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjalo conmigo, déjame el olvido,&lt;br /&gt;porque así consigo salvar mi dignidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjalo conmigo, déjame el olvido,&lt;br /&gt;que yo en mi camino, seguiré...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siendo fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no importa lo que digan,&lt;br /&gt;lo que piense tanta gente.&lt;br /&gt;Si tú crees que tú puedes,&lt;br /&gt;no escuches las dudas, sigue siendo fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y muéstrate indiferente&lt;br /&gt;ante lo oscuro y el miedo&lt;br /&gt;cuando busques el consuelo&lt;br /&gt;recuerda: el valor es lo primero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero llorar.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero sufrir.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero pensar,&lt;br /&gt;me hará recordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que yo te perdí,&lt;br /&gt;tan lejos de mí&lt;br /&gt;has ido a parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un poco de ti, un poco de mí.&lt;br /&gt;Dejaron de hablar, de comunicar,&lt;br /&gt;no pude encontrar palabras de amor&lt;br /&gt;y no alcancé a más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjalo conmigo, déjame el olvido,&lt;br /&gt;porque así consigo salvar mi dignidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjalo conmigo, déjame el olvido,&lt;br /&gt;que yo en mi camino, seguiré...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siendo fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no importa lo que digan,&lt;br /&gt;lo que piense tanta gente.&lt;br /&gt;Si tú crees que tú puedes,&lt;br /&gt;no escuches las dudas, sigue siendo fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y muéstrate indiferente&lt;br /&gt;ante lo oscuro y el miedo&lt;br /&gt;cuando busques el consuelo&lt;br /&gt;recuerda: el valor es lo primero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjalo conmigo, déjame el olvido,&lt;br /&gt;porque así consigo salvar mi dignidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjalo conmigo, el olvido,&lt;br /&gt;que yo en mi camino, seguiré...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siendo fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no importa lo que digan,&lt;br /&gt;lo que piense tanta gente.&lt;br /&gt;Si tú crees que tú puedes,&lt;br /&gt;no escuches las dudas, sigue siendo fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y muéstrate indiferente&lt;br /&gt;ante lo oscuro y el miedo&lt;br /&gt;cuando busques el consuelo&lt;br /&gt;recuerda: el valor es lo primero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no importa lo que digan,&lt;br /&gt;lo que piense tanta gente.&lt;br /&gt;Si tú crees que tú puedes,&lt;br /&gt;no escuches las dudas, sigue siendo fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y muéstrate indiferente&lt;br /&gt;ante lo oscuro y el miedo&lt;br /&gt;cuando busques el consuelo&lt;br /&gt;recuerda: el valor es lo primero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Fuerte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-26YMOGOVrHo/TWACDjXv1SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/A9dlX7Yq1Oc/s1600/how+sexy+i+am.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" 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ciudad&lt;br /&gt;No me alcanza el tiempo yo pense ni para una tasa de cafe&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera besarlo cada vez que viene a mi mente yo no se&lt;br /&gt;Como podre amarlo sin tener en mi vida nada para el&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es uno de esos dias qe no pasan mas&lt;br /&gt;en vez de 24 horas tiene 100&lt;br /&gt;Para arreglarlo todo y dejar de querer tambien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKsPgQThVLg/TWAA9JvPaVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Sqe9pfAvD3A/s1600/Optimus_Secret_Shows__II_by_CoisasDispersas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKsPgQThVLg/TWAA9JvPaVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Sqe9pfAvD3A/s400/Optimus_Secret_Shows__II_by_CoisasDispersas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKsPgQThVLg/TWAA9JvPaVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Sqe9pfAvD3A/s72-c/Optimus_Secret_Shows__II_by_CoisasDispersas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-4637178745264987782</id><published>2011-02-19T09:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:41:26.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacación Mi plan</title><content type='html'>No se, como explicarte lo que siento yo&lt;br /&gt;Solo se, que al verte algo en mi despertó&lt;br /&gt;Algo fue, que de tu sonrisa vino a mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Me llamo&lt;br /&gt;Y aquí me tienes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Coro]&lt;br /&gt;La vida debe ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Quiero quedarme junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser cualquier estación&lt;br /&gt;Es como una vacación&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque fue, que nuestros caminos llegaron al arder&lt;br /&gt;y tal vez yo quiera caminar al revés&lt;br /&gt;Eso fue, en mi pasado algo que pregunte&lt;br /&gt;y llore&lt;br /&gt;Aquí me tienes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero acercarme un poco&lt;br /&gt;Mirarte a los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Saber que para ti también todo cambio&lt;br /&gt;Hay algo en tu mirada que me tiene enamorada&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero quedarme a tu lado y descansar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4Htd7Xs3d4/TWAAqWAmE6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/D5Zc3MGh2uc/s1600/10629_101432439876726_100000299124075_39746_1648973_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" 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Nose que es&lt;br /&gt;Se desprende toda sensacion que no puedo ver&lt;br /&gt;Será que el sol esta brillando distinto a lo acostumbrado&lt;br /&gt;En la mañana, esta mañana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que antes me afectaba ya no me dice tanto&lt;br /&gt;Alguien quien alguna vez ame se ha ido borrando&lt;br /&gt;Sera la vida que se yo?&lt;br /&gt;Casualidad pense en mi voz Te fui llamando llamando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sere yo o serás tú&lt;br /&gt;Todo esta tan diferente eres tú&lt;br /&gt;Sere yo o seras tú&lt;br /&gt;Todo parece puesto bajo otra luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nelly Furtado]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No supe qe es qe llegue a este momento&lt;br /&gt;Donde escucho el tono de tu voz y voy corriendo&lt;br /&gt;Será que estoy enamorandome sin querer&lt;br /&gt;Nose bien nose bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El color de mi vida cambio desde que tu llegaste (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[La Mala]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nene puedo saltar al vacio&lt;br /&gt;Y liberarme de lo qe se supone que es mio&lt;br /&gt;Lo miro eternamente en un coño mollido&lt;br /&gt;Sin reparar en la lucha que existe ma&lt;br /&gt;Bajo otra luz me encuentro&lt;br /&gt;Y es dificil de olvidarme&lt;br /&gt;De que vine pa quedarme&lt;br /&gt;Sin temor a enamorarme&lt;br /&gt;Y allegandome como semilla que busca calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El color de mi vida cambio desde que tu llegaste (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El color de mi vida cambio desde que tu llegaste (x8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xu9EFUMqw64/TWAAALLRaVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Req80oeX-0c/s1600/tuuu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xu9EFUMqw64/TWAAALLRaVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Req80oeX-0c/s1600/tuuu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivir es parte de un sueño&lt;br /&gt;A veces grande o pequeño&lt;br /&gt;Hacen que el mundo sea eterno &lt;br /&gt;Burlando el miedo y el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Todo ha empezado en un sueño &lt;br /&gt;Soñar es la libertad&lt;br /&gt;Y aquel que ha tocado el cielo Sin saber volar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivir es parte de un sueño&lt;br /&gt;A veces grande o pequeño&lt;br /&gt;Hacen que el mundo sea eterno &lt;br /&gt;Burlando el miedo y el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Todo ha empezado en un sueño (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4TJpIHz-F8/TV__gE2zxFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cc_7YcAA7Ks/s1600/1e3e9e50-0899-4cf5-8306-8e7b2ffd5ea3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4TJpIHz-F8/TV__gE2zxFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cc_7YcAA7Ks/s1600/1e3e9e50-0899-4cf5-8306-8e7b2ffd5ea3.jpg" 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plan'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4TJpIHz-F8/TV__gE2zxFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Cc_7YcAA7Ks/s72-c/1e3e9e50-0899-4cf5-8306-8e7b2ffd5ea3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-1643476533485455071</id><published>2011-02-19T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:35:23.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi plan</title><content type='html'>Eres mi mas grande deseo&lt;br /&gt;Ese que no puedo esconder&lt;br /&gt;De mi ilusion y mis anhelos&lt;br /&gt;Quizas es mi forma de ser&lt;br /&gt;Y me pregunto si podre dejarte ir&lt;br /&gt;Porque te quiero retener&lt;br /&gt;Haces mi vida sonreir&lt;br /&gt;Porque yo se que tu eres para mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo se qe tu amor le ha devuelto a mi ser&lt;br /&gt;La esperanza, la voz, el color y la fe&lt;br /&gt;Que sorpresa m dio el destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He varado el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me senti perdida&lt;br /&gt;Eres mi sol en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Ahora quiero volar&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu vuelas conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Es todo mi plan (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alex Cuba)&lt;br /&gt;Tus ojos cambian como el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Mi boca se antoja tu piel&lt;br /&gt;Cuando jugamos con el fuego&lt;br /&gt;De noche hasta el amanecer&lt;br /&gt;Y se muy bien que no podre dejarte ir&lt;br /&gt;Porque de ti me enamore&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh uhh uhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo se qe tu amor le ha devuelto a mi ser la esperanza, &lt;br /&gt;la voz, el color y la fe&lt;br /&gt;Que sorpresa nos dio el destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He varado el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me senti perdida&lt;br /&gt;Eres mi sol en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Ahora quiero volar&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu vuelas conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Es todo mi plan&lt;br /&gt;Todo mi plan (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Para los dooos aaah aaah&lt;br /&gt;Tu y yoo (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nelly And Alex)&lt;br /&gt;Solo se qe tu amor le ha devuelto a mi ser&lt;br /&gt;La esperanza, la voz, el color y la fe&lt;br /&gt;Que sorpresa nos dio el destino&lt;br /&gt;He varado el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me senti perdida&lt;br /&gt;Eres mi sol&lt;br /&gt;En la oscuridad (En la oscuridad)&lt;br /&gt;Ahora quiero volar&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu vuelas conmigo (Porque tu vuelas conmigo)&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Es todo mi plan (Todooo mi plan.. oooohh oohhh oooh ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;Todo mi plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es todo mi plan, Es todo mi plan, yeaah&lt;br /&gt;Es todo mi plan (x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-5683411948409559813</id><published>2011-02-19T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:29:09.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Más Mi plan</title><content type='html'>Creo que esta vez va a ser como la otra vez&lt;br /&gt;tú ya olvidaste todo lo que pasó ayer&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que esta vez no sea igual que ayer&lt;br /&gt;vivo pensando en lo que quiero decirte&lt;br /&gt;Sólo quiero la verdad de tu boca&lt;br /&gt;y de las cientas cosas que te pido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero pedir más&lt;br /&gt;de tu corazón más&lt;br /&gt;de tu emoción más&lt;br /&gt;y de tu cuerpo más&lt;br /&gt;yo te daré lo que me das&lt;br /&gt;de tu alma más&lt;br /&gt;deja todo atrás mi amor&lt;br /&gt;de ti yo quiero más&lt;br /&gt;más, más.&lt;br /&gt;Pierdes tu tiempo&lt;br /&gt;día tras día&lt;br /&gt;sin apreciar el amor que te ofrecía&lt;br /&gt;No quiero perder más todo mi tiempo&lt;br /&gt;al lado de alguien quien no quiere entenderlo&lt;br /&gt;sólo quiero la verdad de tu boca&lt;br /&gt;y de las cientas cosas que te pido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero pedir más&lt;br /&gt;de tu corazón más&lt;br /&gt;de tu emoción más&lt;br /&gt;y de tu cuerpo más&lt;br /&gt;yo te daré lo que me das&lt;br /&gt;de tu alma más&lt;br /&gt;deja todo atrás mi amor&lt;br /&gt;de ti yo quiero más&lt;br /&gt;más, más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero estar a tu espera&lt;br /&gt;no quiero estar a tu espera&lt;br /&gt;siempre, siempre a tu espera mi amor&lt;br /&gt;No quiero estar a tu espera&lt;br /&gt;no quiero estar a tu espera&lt;br /&gt;siempre, siempre a tu espera mi amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más&lt;br /&gt;de tu corazón más&lt;br /&gt;de tu emoción más&lt;br /&gt;y de tu cuerpo más&lt;br /&gt;yo te daré lo que me das&lt;br /&gt;de tu alma más&lt;br /&gt;deja todo atrás&lt;br /&gt;quiero amor en total y sin final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más&lt;br /&gt;de tu corazón más&lt;br /&gt;de tu emoción más&lt;br /&gt;y de tu cuerpo más&lt;br /&gt;yo te daré lo que me das&lt;br /&gt;de tu alma más&lt;br /&gt;deja todo atrás mi amor&lt;br /&gt;de ti yo quiero más&lt;br /&gt;más, más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero amor encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Sin final.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero amor encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;No, yo quiero más, más, más.&lt;br /&gt;Dámelo más de ti, amor.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero más de ti, amor.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero estar a tu espera&lt;br /&gt;No quiero estar siempre a tu espera mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Más, más, más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPhnmUzzIhY/TV_9xh2YiQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GNssmeRdPH0/s1600/10629_101605783192725_100000299124075_44211_718861_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" 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corazón&lt;br /&gt;Yo, tratando de escuchar&lt;br /&gt;No me puedo explicar&lt;br /&gt;Qué extraña sensación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú no me quieres entender&lt;br /&gt;Y me mandas a callar diciéndome&lt;br /&gt;No me debo sorprender&lt;br /&gt;Porque así es la realidad&lt;br /&gt;De nuestro amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y yo&lt;br /&gt;No tengo armas para enfrentarte&lt;br /&gt;Pongo mis manos, manos al aire&lt;br /&gt;Sólo me importa amarte&lt;br /&gt;En cuerpo y alma como era ayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú que perdiste el control&lt;br /&gt;Te dejaste llevar&lt;br /&gt;Por la inseguridad&lt;br /&gt;Yo que te he visto crecer&lt;br /&gt;Me puedo imaginar&lt;br /&gt;Que todo cambiará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy aunque todo siga igual&lt;br /&gt;Y me mandes a callar diciéndome&lt;br /&gt;Que tienes que dominar&lt;br /&gt;O será el final&lt;br /&gt;Y yo no puedo así&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y yo&lt;br /&gt;No tengo armas para enfrentarte&lt;br /&gt;Pongo mis manos, manos al aire&lt;br /&gt;Sólo me importa amarte&lt;br /&gt;En cuerpo y alma como era ayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tengo armas para enfrentarte&lt;br /&gt;Pongo mis manos, manos al aire&lt;br /&gt;Sólo me importa amarte&lt;br /&gt;En cuerpo y alma como era ayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WNgBS7REew/TV_9AcrcBDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4F0pxu-cODU/s1600/1%257E69.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WNgBS7REew/TV_9AcrcBDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4F0pxu-cODU/s640/1%257E69.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-3109478063916126966?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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exits&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I'll stay&lt;br /&gt;Young and restless&lt;br /&gt;Living this way I stress less&lt;br /&gt;I want to pull away when the dream dies&lt;br /&gt;The pain sets it and I don't cry&lt;br /&gt;I only feel gravity and I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day until the  feeling went away And the clouds were dropping and the .................  the rain forgot how to bring salvation The dogs were whistling a new  tune barking at the new moon hoping it would come soon so that they  could die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdR8kzdEDo4/TV_8ZYxQhuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gVB41WYzwf8/s1600/Nelly_Furtado___2_by_reporterdigital.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-good-things-come-to-end-loose.html' title='All good things (Come to an End) Loose'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdR8kzdEDo4/TV_8ZYxQhuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gVB41WYzwf8/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado___2_by_reporterdigital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-2987885364927503577</id><published>2011-02-19T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:21:58.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for you Loose</title><content type='html'>I know you're trying to get around me baby &lt;br /&gt;I know you've got me in your heart baby &lt;br /&gt;I know that you could love me &lt;br /&gt;If you only had a guarantee &lt;br /&gt;When I look at your face it's so empty &lt;br /&gt;I know I could fill you with love baby &lt;br /&gt;Your soul is dying for me &lt;br /&gt;Can't deny our energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're far I'm near you're there I'm here you're hurting for me I can see it in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Some of the hardest things are easy to achieve with patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you until the heavens fall &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you until the end of the world &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you until I no longer breathe &lt;br /&gt;I know that's it's not impossible &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you until you finish your fight &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you until the timing is right &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you until you knock on my door &lt;br /&gt;Cuz right now it's feeling just like a movie yeah yeah.....just like a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is hard for you&lt;br /&gt;Want you to know that I'm feeling it too &lt;br /&gt;It's taken some time but now I see everything &lt;br /&gt;It's so clear to me I can't give up your love without dying baby &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait until the sea is dry baby &lt;br /&gt;How do we know what love is &lt;br /&gt;Until it is free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't gotta do anything that you can't do &lt;br /&gt;You don't gotta do anything in a hurry &lt;br /&gt;You don't gotta do anything that you can't do &lt;br /&gt;I know you're there you got me &lt;br /&gt;You don't gotta do anything that you can't do &lt;br /&gt;You don't gotta do anything in a hurry &lt;br /&gt;You don't gotta do anything so don't worry &lt;br /&gt;I trust you and I know you're there &lt;br /&gt;I know you're there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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to say &lt;br /&gt;You said baby it's the end of the day &lt;br /&gt;And we gave a lot but it wasn't enough &lt;br /&gt;We got so tired that we just gave up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't respect it&lt;br /&gt;We went and neglected it&lt;br /&gt;We didn't deserve it&lt;br /&gt;But I never expected this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love floated out the window&lt;br /&gt;Our love floated out the back door&lt;br /&gt;Our love floated up in the sky to heaven &lt;br /&gt;It's part of a plan &lt;br /&gt;It's back in God's hands &lt;br /&gt;Back in God's hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't last&lt;br /&gt;It's a thing of the past&lt;br /&gt;Oh we didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;Just what we had&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want it back&lt;br /&gt;Just what we had&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want it back&lt;br /&gt;Oh just what we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWVHk-fU7PQ/TV_7DQT-rEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/e4UbEt41ROQ/s72-c/In_God__s_Hands_by_bowkrazy03.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-1170435534109056867</id><published>2011-02-19T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:15:56.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do it Loose</title><content type='html'>You're standing at the door&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to the floor&lt;br /&gt;You look even better than you did before &lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at my feet &lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I can do this &lt;br /&gt;It's been a while but I couldn't forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little look has got me feeling things &lt;br /&gt;Just a little taste has got me seeing things &lt;br /&gt;Just a little touch has got me off the chains &lt;br /&gt;Doing things that I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it like you do it to me (I'm burning up) &lt;br /&gt;Do it like you do it to me (it's not enough) &lt;br /&gt;Do it like you do it to me just open up don't you know how much I want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're sitting real close and I can feel your breath &lt;br /&gt;I wanna touch your hand but I lay back &lt;br /&gt;Cuz you know this thing could spiral in the night &lt;br /&gt;I've changed my mind I'm ready for you this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're sitting real close I can feel your breath I wanna touch your hand  but I lay back We're sitting real close I can feel your breath I wanna  touch your hand I cannot fight it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-4103537567449192926</id><published>2011-02-19T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:12:28.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say it Right Loose</title><content type='html'>In the day&lt;br /&gt;In the night&lt;br /&gt;Say it all&lt;br /&gt;Say it right&lt;br /&gt;You either got it&lt;br /&gt;Or you don't&lt;br /&gt;You either stand or you fall&lt;br /&gt;When your will is broken&lt;br /&gt;When it slips from your hand&lt;br /&gt;When there's no time for joking&lt;br /&gt;There's a hole in the plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you don't mean nothing at all to me&lt;br /&gt;No you don't mean nothing at all to me&lt;br /&gt;Do you got what it takes to set me free&lt;br /&gt;Oh you could mean everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I'm not lost and at fault &lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I don't love the light and the dark &lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I don't know that I am alive &lt;br /&gt;And all of what I feel I could show &lt;br /&gt;You tonite you tonite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my hands I could give you&lt;br /&gt;Something that I made&lt;br /&gt;From my mouth I could sing you another brick that I laid &lt;br /&gt;From my body I could show you a place God knows &lt;br /&gt;You should know the space is holy &lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cShZ-wPCrug/TV_53HNfEaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZnvWobGpsF4/s1600/cleopatra_nelly_furtado_by_catman018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cShZ-wPCrug/TV_53HNfEaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZnvWobGpsF4/s640/cleopatra_nelly_furtado_by_catman018.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cShZ-wPCrug/TV_53HNfEaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZnvWobGpsF4/s72-c/cleopatra_nelly_furtado_by_catman018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-4371013316077125964</id><published>2011-02-19T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:11:02.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Te busqué Loose</title><content type='html'>I've been high I've been low&lt;br /&gt;I've been fast I've been slow&lt;br /&gt;I've had nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;Missed the bus missed the show&lt;br /&gt;I've been down on my luck&lt;br /&gt;I've felt like giving up&lt;br /&gt;My life locked in a trunk&lt;br /&gt;When it hurt way too much&lt;br /&gt;I needed a reason to live&lt;br /&gt;Some love inside me to give&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't rest I had to keep on searching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te busque debajo de las piedras y no te encontre&lt;br /&gt;En la mañana fria y en la noche te busque&lt;br /&gt;Hasta enloquecer&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu llegaste a mi vida como una luz&lt;br /&gt;Sanando las heridas de mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Haciendome sentir vivo otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been too sad to speak and too tired to eat&lt;br /&gt;Been too lonely to sing the devil cut off my wings&lt;br /&gt;I've been hurt by my past but I feel the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams and it lasts I wake up I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to find the light something just didn't feel right&lt;br /&gt;I needed an answer to end all my searching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te busque debajo de las piedras y no te encontre&lt;br /&gt;En la mañana fria y en la noche te busque&lt;br /&gt;Hasta enloquecer&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu llegaste a mi vida como una luz&lt;br /&gt;Sanando las heridas de mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Haciendome sentir vivo otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look in the mirror the picture's getting clearer&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be myself but does the world really need her&lt;br /&gt;I ache for this earth&lt;br /&gt;I stopped going to church&lt;br /&gt;See God in the trees makes me fall to my knees&lt;br /&gt;My depression keeps building like a cup overfilling&lt;br /&gt;My heart so rigid I keep it in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so bad that I can't dry my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they keep on refillin' with the tears that I cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te busque debajo de las piedras y no te encontre&lt;br /&gt;En la mañana fria y en la noche te busque&lt;br /&gt;Hasta enloquecer&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu llegaste a mi vida como una luz&lt;br /&gt;Sanando las heridas de mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Haciendome sentir vivo otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te busque debajo de las piedras y no te encontre&lt;br /&gt;En la mañana fria y en la noche te busque&lt;br /&gt;Hasta enloquecer&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu llegaste a mi vida como una luz&lt;br /&gt;Sanando las heridas de mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Haciendome sentir vivo otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te busque debajo de las piedras y no te encontre&lt;br /&gt;En la mañana fria y en la noche te busque&lt;br /&gt;Hasta enloquecer&lt;br /&gt;Pero tu llegaste a mi vida como una luz&lt;br /&gt;Sanando las heridas de mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Haciendome sentir vivo otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfkC-0QCJvM/TV_5bRWu6EI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QfJzNur9Uq0/s1600/Nelly_Furtado_6_by_karolciasc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfkC-0QCJvM/TV_5bRWu6EI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QfJzNur9Uq0/s640/Nelly_Furtado_6_by_karolciasc.jpg" 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Loose'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfkC-0QCJvM/TV_5bRWu6EI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QfJzNur9Uq0/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado_6_by_karolciasc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-4519406669631316509</id><published>2011-02-19T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:07:49.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showtime Loose</title><content type='html'>Put on your best clothes&lt;br /&gt;We've been waiting too long for this moment &lt;br /&gt;I'll put on my best smile &lt;br /&gt;I'm shining inside and I'm proud of our love but &lt;br /&gt;Everytime I turn around you say that you're not checking for love in that way &lt;br /&gt;But everytime I come around you seem &lt;br /&gt;So ready for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showtime our love's coming out&lt;br /&gt;Lights camera action show what we're about cuz it's &lt;br /&gt;Showtime our love's breaking out &lt;br /&gt;Let's show the world you're my boy &lt;br /&gt;I 'm your girl cuz it's &lt;br /&gt;Showtime our love's coming out &lt;br /&gt;Lights camera action let it all hang out &lt;br /&gt;Cuz its showtime &lt;br /&gt;Yeah our time is now &lt;br /&gt;Let's show the world you're my boy &lt;br /&gt;I'm your girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's break a leg out there&lt;br /&gt;This could be the start of the rest of our lives &lt;br /&gt;I've got so much to share &lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to put it all out there for you &lt;br /&gt;But everytime I turn around you seem &lt;br /&gt;So afraid of what people might say &lt;br /&gt;But can't you see it's a game they play &lt;br /&gt;Trying to cast a shadow on our love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love you when I want to&lt;br /&gt;Want to love you where I want to&lt;br /&gt;Wanna touch you when I wanna&lt;br /&gt;Wanna kiss you when I wanna baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's not fair to love you in chains &lt;br /&gt;It's not fair to love you in chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwGpPw-LRsA/TV_4rNKHJPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YIsQBRbkA_I/s1600/Nelly_Furtado__by_Sabriiiiina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwGpPw-LRsA/TV_4rNKHJPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YIsQBRbkA_I/s400/Nelly_Furtado__by_Sabriiiiina.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-4519406669631316509?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwGpPw-LRsA/TV_4rNKHJPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YIsQBRbkA_I/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado__by_Sabriiiiina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-962020112711788089</id><published>2011-02-19T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:06:02.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow Loose</title><content type='html'>People say I've gone crazy&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not the same lady&lt;br /&gt;People say my eyes are hazy&lt;br /&gt;People say I'm acting shady&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather be your baby&lt;br /&gt;Than sit around and do the same things&lt;br /&gt;I am getting something out of it&lt;br /&gt;I'm indebted to your goodness&lt;br /&gt;And I could never get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me glow glow glow glow&lt;br /&gt;How far can you go&lt;br /&gt;Make me glow glow glow glow&lt;br /&gt;How far can you go&lt;br /&gt;You make me glow glow glow glow&lt;br /&gt;Only you know how to make me&lt;br /&gt;Glow glow glow glow&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go and go and go and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you did&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you did&lt;br /&gt;But I think that I may float away&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened &lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we went &lt;br /&gt;But I think that I may die today &lt;br /&gt;There's everybody else and then there's you &lt;br /&gt;Baby why you gotta be so good &lt;br /&gt;And tonight you're on fire &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna never get tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't gotta tell you what to do cuz you're on it &lt;br /&gt;I don't gotta let you in my world cuz you rock it &lt;br /&gt;I don't gotta tell you what to do cuz you're on it &lt;br /&gt;I don't gotta let you in my world cuz you rock it you rock it you rock it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: 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comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/962020112711788089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/962020112711788089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/glow-loose.html' title='Glow Loose'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5QOQspTE0c/TV_37rF81wI/AAAAAAAAAHs/K0M9mNoonpw/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado_9_by_ovtovaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-1468427455676900424</id><published>2011-02-19T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:01:52.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promiscuous Loose</title><content type='html'>Am I throwing you off? Nope. Didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;How you doing young lady&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that you give me really drive me crazy &lt;br /&gt;You're dope have a player by the choke &lt;br /&gt;I was at a loss for words first time that we spoke &lt;br /&gt;You're looking for a girl that'll treat you right &lt;br /&gt;Have you lookin' for her in the daytime with a light &lt;br /&gt;You might be the type if I play my cards right &lt;br /&gt;I'll find out by the end of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect me to just let you hit it&lt;br /&gt;But will you still respect me if you get it &lt;br /&gt;All I can do is try give me one chance &lt;br /&gt;What's the problem I don't se no ring on your hand &lt;br /&gt;I'll be the first to admit I'm curious about you you seem so innocent &lt;br /&gt;You wanna get in my world get lost in it &lt;br /&gt;Boy I'm tired of runnin' let's walk for a minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous girl wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone and it's you that I want&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous boy you already know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm all yours what you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous girl you're teasing me&lt;br /&gt;You know what I want and I got what you need &lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous boy let's get to the point &lt;br /&gt;Cuz we're on a roll &lt;br /&gt;You ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are red some diamonds are blue&lt;br /&gt;Chivalry is dead but you're still kinda cute &lt;br /&gt;I can't take my mind off you &lt;br /&gt;Where you at do you mind if I come through &lt;br /&gt;I'm out of this world come with me to my planet &lt;br /&gt;Get you on my level do you think that you can handle it &lt;br /&gt;They call me Thomas last name Crowne &lt;br /&gt;Recognize game I'm'a lay mines down &lt;br /&gt;I'm a big girl I can handle myself &lt;br /&gt;But if I get lonely I may need your help &lt;br /&gt;Pay attention to me I don't talk for my health &lt;br /&gt;I want you on my team so does everybody else &lt;br /&gt;Shh maybe we can keep it on the low &lt;br /&gt;Let your guard down ain’t nobody gotta know&lt;br /&gt;If you with it girl I know a place we can go &lt;br /&gt;What kind of girl do you take me for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get mad don't be mean don't get mad don't be mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait I don't mean no harm&lt;br /&gt;I can see you with my t-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;I can see you with nothin' on&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' on me before you bring that on&lt;br /&gt;Bring that on? &lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'm a freak you shouldn't say those things &lt;br /&gt;I'm only trynna get inside of your brain &lt;br /&gt;To see if you can work me the way you say &lt;br /&gt;Its okay it's alright I got something that you're gonna like &lt;br /&gt;Is it the truth or are you talking trash &lt;br /&gt;Is your game MVP like Steve Nash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous boy I'm calling your name&lt;br /&gt;But you're driving me crazy the way you're making me wait &lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous boy we're one and the same so we don't gotta play games no more &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4VRGSNLi510/TV_27S6SlVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/QuRLK0eC6fA/s1600/Nelly_Furtado_5_by_ovtovaz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4VRGSNLi510/TV_27S6SlVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/QuRLK0eC6fA/s400/Nelly_Furtado_5_by_ovtovaz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-1468427455676900424?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1468427455676900424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/promiscuous-loose.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/1468427455676900424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/1468427455676900424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/promiscuous-loose.html' title='Promiscuous Loose'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4VRGSNLi510/TV_27S6SlVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/QuRLK0eC6fA/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado_5_by_ovtovaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-8401761900200712020</id><published>2011-02-19T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:56:55.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maneater Loose</title><content type='html'>Everybody look at me me&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the door you start screaming&lt;br /&gt;C'mon everybody what you here for&lt;br /&gt;Move your body around like a nympho&lt;br /&gt;Everybody get your neck to crack around&lt;br /&gt;All you crazy people c'mon jump around&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you all on your knees, knees &lt;br /&gt;You either wanna be with me or be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maneater&lt;br /&gt;Make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love &lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater &lt;br /&gt;Make you buy cars make you cut cards &lt;br /&gt;Make you fall real hard in love &lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater &lt;br /&gt;Make you work hard make you spend hard, make you want all of her love &lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater &lt;br /&gt;Make you buy cars make you cut cards &lt;br /&gt;Wish you never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she walks she walks with passion &lt;br /&gt;When she talks she talks like she can handle it &lt;br /&gt;When she asks for something boy she means it &lt;br /&gt;Even if you never ever see it &lt;br /&gt;Everybody get your neck to crack around &lt;br /&gt;All you crazy people c'mon jump around &lt;br /&gt;You doing anything to keep her by your side &lt;br /&gt;Because she says she love you love you long time (c'mon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wish you never ever met her at all...&lt;br /&gt;Been around the world I aint ever seen a girl like this &lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater, a maneater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-m61P1QW7M/TV_xYDHUB7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/RhC5l7SXH2M/s1600/6%257E15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-m61P1QW7M/TV_xYDHUB7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/RhC5l7SXH2M/s640/6%257E15.jpg" width="523" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-8393430629274209475?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/8393430629274209475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/childhood-dreams-folklore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/8393430629274209475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/8393430629274209475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/childhood-dreams-folklore.html' title='Childhood dreams Folklore'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-m61P1QW7M/TV_xYDHUB7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/RhC5l7SXH2M/s72-c/6%257E15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-3486218773519259270</id><published>2011-02-19T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:30:32.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Island of Wonder Folklore</title><content type='html'>The man wrinkles his face &lt;br /&gt;But it's already worn &lt;br /&gt;The coffe is sour &lt;br /&gt;And the shirt is torn &lt;br /&gt;But the smile is bigger than the Atlantic sea And it happens to bring out the Atlantis in me &lt;br /&gt;Island of wonder &lt;br /&gt;Where do you come from &lt;br /&gt;Is it the way the sun hits my face &lt;br /&gt;Or is it your memory which I cannot trace &lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo mais ao longe &lt;br /&gt;Pessoas sem fome &lt;br /&gt;Com pés sangrando &lt;br /&gt;Na vereda florida &lt;br /&gt;And the church bell dongs &lt;br /&gt;A remarkable song &lt;br /&gt;And I swallow the salt &lt;br /&gt;As I hum along &lt;br /&gt;The woman she laughs as I pass her by &lt;br /&gt;In a patchwork (dream) I left behind &lt;br /&gt;Island of wonder &lt;br /&gt;Where do you come from &lt;br /&gt;Is it the way the sun &lt;br /&gt;Hits my face &lt;br /&gt;Or is it your memory which I cannot trace &lt;br /&gt;I cannot trace &lt;br /&gt;Look at me I have so much pride &lt;br /&gt;I took my shoes off I ran I did not hide &lt;br /&gt;Look at me i Have so much pride &lt;br /&gt;I will give my dowry for the prize &lt;br /&gt;Island of wonder &lt;br /&gt;Where are you going &lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows it &lt;br /&gt;But it is snowing &lt;br /&gt;In the hearts &lt;br /&gt;and minds of every kind of universe &lt;br /&gt;Every kind of universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiNTCYDTzTg/TV_v6apDTRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qhl7RtK5_o0/s1600/The_lake_by_anasthinkings.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiNTCYDTzTg/TV_v6apDTRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qhl7RtK5_o0/s1600/The_lake_by_anasthinkings.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-3486218773519259270?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/3486218773519259270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/island-of-wonder-folklore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/3486218773519259270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/3486218773519259270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/island-of-wonder-folklore.html' title='Island of Wonder Folklore'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiNTCYDTzTg/TV_v6apDTRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qhl7RtK5_o0/s72-c/The_lake_by_anasthinkings.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-5479343261592780014</id><published>2011-02-19T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:28:40.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Build you up Folklore</title><content type='html'>Baby don´t believe it &lt;br /&gt;Oh, it´s in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I can see the weakness &lt;br /&gt;You don´t have to hide &lt;br /&gt;I can take you under &lt;br /&gt;Under my wing &lt;br /&gt;cause your voice gives me a song &lt;br /&gt;That i love to sing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, they build you up &lt;br /&gt;Only to tear you down &lt;br /&gt;Don´t give up &lt;br /&gt;Baby don´t believe it, baby don´t believe it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby they build you up &lt;br /&gt;Only to tear you down &lt;br /&gt;Baby don´t believe it, baby don´t believe it &lt;br /&gt;Oh, it´s good for nothing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were just a child &lt;br /&gt;Ready to explore &lt;br /&gt;And everything you saw &lt;br /&gt;Looked like an open door &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place you can remember &lt;br /&gt;You´d love to go back &lt;br /&gt;But you can´t even comprehend &lt;br /&gt;That it´s all in the past &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby they build you up &lt;br /&gt;Only to tear you down &lt;br /&gt;Baby don´t believe it, baby don´t believe it &lt;br /&gt;Oh, it´s good for nothing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby they build you up &lt;br /&gt;Only to tear you down &lt;br /&gt;Baby don´t believe it, baby don´t believe it &lt;br /&gt;Oh, it´s good for nothing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your heart in my hands and i won´t hurt you &lt;br /&gt;Put your heart in my hands &lt;br /&gt;I promise not to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´ll lift you up, you´ll fly away, I´ll lift you up, lift you up &lt;br /&gt;I´ll never build you up, only to tear you down &lt;br /&gt;Baby just believe it, baby just believe it, it´s good for something &lt;br /&gt;I´ll never build you up, only to tear you down, oh it´s good for nothing &lt;br /&gt;And i love you the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvl5DyRtiHI/TV_voDtMhyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Pg8i2MjubdY/s1600/Nelly_Furtado_Hoodie_by_mylovemohd87.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvl5DyRtiHI/TV_voDtMhyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Pg8i2MjubdY/s400/Nelly_Furtado_Hoodie_by_mylovemohd87.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-5479343261592780014?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5479343261592780014/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/build-you-up-folklore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/5479343261592780014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/5479343261592780014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/build-you-up-folklore.html' title='Build you up Folklore'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvl5DyRtiHI/TV_voDtMhyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Pg8i2MjubdY/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado_Hoodie_by_mylovemohd87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-7494374385940899069</id><published>2011-02-19T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:21:16.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdays Folklore</title><content type='html'>Hot motel &lt;br /&gt;Stuffy incide &lt;br /&gt;I know well &lt;br /&gt;This eleven walls &lt;br /&gt;Hot black tar &lt;br /&gt;I tan my legs &lt;br /&gt;Rest my heart &lt;br /&gt;And dream of the city &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magazine and diet coke &lt;br /&gt;I´m not a joke &lt;br /&gt;This is me &lt;br /&gt;Damaged leg &lt;br /&gt;Heavy cart &lt;br /&gt;Plastic cups &lt;br /&gt;Linen mart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock garden &lt;br /&gt;Where i used to play &lt;br /&gt;People stare &lt;br /&gt;Part of their day &lt;br /&gt;Coffe break &lt;br /&gt;Lunch at noon &lt;br /&gt;Pumpernickel steak &lt;br /&gt;Green and orange room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done my list &lt;br /&gt;I Make my way &lt;br /&gt;To help my mother &lt;br /&gt;End her day &lt;br /&gt;Fresh cut grass &lt;br /&gt;parking lot &lt;br /&gt;We roll on out &lt;br /&gt;We got a lot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We´re on our way &lt;br /&gt;Roll the windows down &lt;br /&gt;And scream out loud &lt;br /&gt;We´re tired now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it home &lt;br /&gt;Stop on the way &lt;br /&gt;To the bakery &lt;br /&gt;For some fruit and cake &lt;br /&gt;Home i lay &lt;br /&gt;After a shower clean &lt;br /&gt;I hit my head &lt;br /&gt;And i dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOcPOKNa6jA/TV_t6MSHogI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XW8bxbRx864/s1600/Nelly_Furtado_by_Vigauv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOcPOKNa6jA/TV_t6MSHogI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XW8bxbRx864/s400/Nelly_Furtado_by_Vigauv.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-7494374385940899069?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7494374385940899069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/saturdays-folklore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/7494374385940899069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/7494374385940899069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/saturdays-folklore.html' title='Saturdays Folklore'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOcPOKNa6jA/TV_t6MSHogI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XW8bxbRx864/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado_by_Vigauv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-6131519657585557885</id><published>2011-02-18T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:44:51.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect Folklore</title><content type='html'>Picture perfect a life that you saw in a magazine &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe a travelling book &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get on that plane and fly away &lt;br /&gt;cause you are a rock star deep down inside &lt;br /&gt;You walk with a swagger, got nothin´ to hide &lt;br /&gt;Cigarette in your mouth, a cuff on your jeans &lt;br /&gt;Your sideburns are perfect, you´re a perfect and lean &lt;br /&gt;So you made an oil painting to inmortalise &lt;br /&gt;All of the hope and vision in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;In your leisure coat and cowboy hat &lt;br /&gt;North american records and so much to bat for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bring me along &lt;br /&gt;Please bring me along &lt;br /&gt;Because i want to see everything you have to offer me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a job lifting cement &lt;br /&gt;Oh it´s so dry when it rains it gets wet &lt;br /&gt;And the village was great, now it´s a suburb &lt;br /&gt;You left behind half of all that you had learnt &lt;br /&gt;Relearn a cupole things along the way &lt;br /&gt;The thrift shop so clean all for half what you´d pay &lt;br /&gt;So you try everything on, on for size &lt;br /&gt;Drop top your Camaro and go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bring me along &lt;br /&gt;Please bring me along &lt;br /&gt;Because i want to see everything you have to offer me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i don´t mind to sit here and waste my time &lt;br /&gt;Oh but this world is not mine to define &lt;br /&gt;And i want to shine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bring me along &lt;br /&gt;Please take me away &lt;br /&gt;I don´t want to stay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want to see everything you have to offer me &lt;br /&gt;And i want to see everything you have to offer me &lt;br /&gt;And i want to see everything you have to offer me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see everything the world has to offer me &lt;br /&gt;I want to see everything the world has to offer me &lt;br /&gt;I want to show everything i have to offer it &lt;br /&gt;I want to show everything i have to offer it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNug4RHTLac/TV88JKhdqeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/m_n6XRGoZJ4/s1600/NellyFurtado_by_HarryBana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNug4RHTLac/TV88JKhdqeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/m_n6XRGoZJ4/s320/NellyFurtado_by_HarryBana.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-6131519657585557885?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6131519657585557885/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/picture-perfect-folklore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/6131519657585557885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/6131519657585557885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/picture-perfect-folklore.html' title='Picture Perfect Folklore'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNug4RHTLac/TV88JKhdqeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/m_n6XRGoZJ4/s72-c/NellyFurtado_by_HarryBana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-6548559997052473092</id><published>2011-02-18T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:41:21.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The grass is Green Folklore</title><content type='html'>Oh, i once had something &lt;br /&gt;Something that was so good &lt;br /&gt;Better than the last thing i touched &lt;br /&gt;Then turned right around on that something &lt;br /&gt;And figured i didn´t like that much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the grass is green &lt;br /&gt;But can you tell me, can you feel it, i just wanna feel it &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the grass is green &lt;br /&gt;But i think i stained my jeans and now everybody knows thah i been in it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a believer &lt;br /&gt;But as i was standing &lt;br /&gt;In line, somebody took my place &lt;br /&gt;Yes, i´m a believer, nver mind what they say &lt;br /&gt;I got so tired along the way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the grass is green &lt;br /&gt;But can you tell me, can you feel it, i just wanna feel it &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the grass is green &lt;br /&gt;But i think i stained my jeans and now everybody knows thah i been in it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´ve got a skeleton that´s deeper than any closet &lt;br /&gt;And a bomb that i will drop on it &lt;br /&gt;But you opened up to me &lt;br /&gt;´Til i could only see the beauty in your dishonesty &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the grass is green &lt;br /&gt;But can you tell me, can you feel it, you just wanna feel it &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah the grass is green &lt;br /&gt;But it think i stained my jeans and now, baby, you can tell that i been in it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the grass is green but it´s not what it seems cause when you think &lt;br /&gt;You want it you just need it &lt;br /&gt;Forget just what you need &lt;br /&gt;The clock is ticking and this life is a train, man, i think you´re on it &lt;br /&gt;But it´s what you wanted, and what you needed &lt;br /&gt;It´s what you wanted, and what you needed &lt;br /&gt;Or is it what i needed and what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApW3yA_0qn0/TV87uzlw3II/AAAAAAAAAHI/B8dbK1DKLLQ/s1600/Nelly_Furtado_In_Fire_by_okissop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApW3yA_0qn0/TV87uzlw3II/AAAAAAAAAHI/B8dbK1DKLLQ/s400/Nelly_Furtado_In_Fire_by_okissop.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-6548559997052473092?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6548559997052473092/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/grass-is-green-folklore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/6548559997052473092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/6548559997052473092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/grass-is-green-folklore.html' title='The grass is Green Folklore'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApW3yA_0qn0/TV87uzlw3II/AAAAAAAAAHI/B8dbK1DKLLQ/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado_In_Fire_by_okissop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-4332473406310898881</id><published>2011-02-18T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:39:02.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Força Folklore</title><content type='html'>It is the passion flowing right on through your veins&lt;br /&gt;And it’s the feeling that you’re oh so glad you came&lt;br /&gt;It is the moment you remember you´re alive&lt;br /&gt;It is the air you breathe, the element, the fire&lt;br /&gt;It is that flower that you took the time to smell&lt;br /&gt;It is the power that you know you got as well&lt;br /&gt;It is the fear inside that you can overcome&lt;br /&gt;This is the orchestra, the rhythm and the drum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com uma força, com uma força&lt;br /&gt;Com uma força que ninguem pode parar&lt;br /&gt;Com uma força, com uma força&lt;br /&gt;Com uma fome que ninguem pode matar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the soundtrack of your ever-flowing life&lt;br /&gt;It is the wind beneath your feet that makes you fly&lt;br /&gt;It is the beautiful game that you choose to play&lt;br /&gt;When you step out into the world to start your day&lt;br /&gt;You show your face and take it in and scream and pray&lt;br /&gt;You´re gonna win it for yourself and us today&lt;br /&gt;It is the gold, the green, the yellow and the grey&lt;br /&gt;The red and sweat and tears, the love you go. Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com uma força, com uma força&lt;br /&gt;Com uma força que ninguem pode parar&lt;br /&gt;Com uma força, com uma força&lt;br /&gt;Com uma fome que ninguem pode matar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the sky, closer, way up high, closer to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com uma força, com uma força&lt;br /&gt;Com uma força que ninguem pode parar&lt;br /&gt;Com uma força, com uma força&lt;br /&gt;Com uma fome que ninguem pode matar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1DdfqnGmEY/TV860p32MXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QMj1e79DAGI/s1600/Nelly-Furtado-Forca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1DdfqnGmEY/TV860p32MXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QMj1e79DAGI/s1600/Nelly-Furtado-Forca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz8Y57OgDK8/TV861MlJI7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZYerj4CnC5Y/s1600/178335_10_1287704189gd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz8Y57OgDK8/TV861MlJI7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZYerj4CnC5Y/s1600/178335_10_1287704189gd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-4332473406310898881?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/4332473406310898881/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/forca-folklore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/4332473406310898881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/4332473406310898881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/forca-folklore.html' title='Força Folklore'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1DdfqnGmEY/TV860p32MXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QMj1e79DAGI/s72-c/Nelly-Furtado-Forca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-5765696153981512979</id><published>2011-02-18T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:31:00.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I rock these bare feet like no one else can &lt;br /&gt;My hands are dirty I like 'em that way &lt;br /&gt;Shows Who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fresh off the boat &lt;br /&gt;Fresh off the boat &lt;br /&gt;Fresh off the boat &lt;br /&gt;Fresh off the boat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wine tastes good on my sweet lips like sunshine &lt;br /&gt;The plastic on the furniture suits me just fine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fresh off the boat, fresh off the boat, fresh off the boat, fresh off the boat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querida menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Querida menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Apanha um barco branco e vai vai vai &lt;br /&gt;Apanha um barco branco e sai sai sai &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Aquela menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Aquela menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Querida menina e vai vai vai &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querida menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Querida menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Querida menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Querida menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Aquela menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Querida menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Querida menina a beira do mar &lt;br /&gt;Beira do mar mar yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Free!! &lt;br /&gt;In love, we are in love&lt;br /&gt;try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0UWVACQrOU/TV84RIRGxxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/j4e8cliWf3A/s1600/Nelly_Furtado__SAY_IT_RIGHT_by_cheyennemaria.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0UWVACQrOU/TV84RIRGxxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/j4e8cliWf3A/s1600/Nelly_Furtado__SAY_IT_RIGHT_by_cheyennemaria.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-7791225898172220008?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7791225898172220008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/try-folklore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/7791225898172220008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/7791225898172220008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/try-folklore.html' title='Try Folklore'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0UWVACQrOU/TV84RIRGxxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/j4e8cliWf3A/s72-c/Nelly_Furtado__SAY_IT_RIGHT_by_cheyennemaria.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-4646281316369317286</id><published>2011-02-18T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:13:40.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Explode Folklore</title><content type='html'>Vera's face burnt as a memory of bedroom fun &lt;br /&gt;With a ligther and some hairspray &lt;br /&gt;Smoking in the girls' room &lt;br /&gt;Not worse than Shelley's rape behind the McDonald's &lt;br /&gt;By a man she thought was fine, didn't tell anybody &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe back then we just thought that she was getting some &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we look back and see that she didn't know how &lt;br /&gt;We never thought that we'd get caught up &lt;br /&gt;Stuck in the teenage waste &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then getting drunk in the bushes by the road outside the Kmart &lt;br /&gt;Rolling around in them to see if you would get prickled &lt;br /&gt;Slip the acid on your tongue rooftop shopping mall parkade &lt;br /&gt;We couldn't get enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then count the stars and the ten million woes &lt;br /&gt;Just you and the universe judging each other &lt;br /&gt;We never knew that we'd get caught up &lt;br /&gt;Stuck in the teenage waste &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;As we let go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fight, it's a fight and you finally belong &lt;br /&gt;Got a shiner now and it's more than a battle scar &lt;br /&gt;More than a battle scar, such a good, good story to tell &lt;br /&gt;At lunch break, lunch break, lunch break, lunch break &lt;br /&gt;Such a good, good story to tell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bully, you break, you bully, you break &lt;br /&gt;You fake, you fake, you fake, you fake &lt;br /&gt;You smoke, you toke, you want, you flaunt, you hit it and you're in it and it's spinning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's wild &lt;br /&gt;We never thought that we'd get caught up &lt;br /&gt;Stuck in the teenage waste &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;As we explode &lt;br /&gt;As we let go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're counting the stars &lt;br /&gt;We're counting the stars &lt;br /&gt;We're gonna go far, we're gonna go far &lt;br /&gt;We're counting the stars, we're counting the stars &lt;br /&gt;We're not very far, we're not very far &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me in the open air &lt;br /&gt;It's truth or dare, we don't care &lt;br /&gt;We're counting the stars, we're counting the stars, we're counting the stars, we're counting the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sV2it9O-bCM/TV81S8wYTgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sN5T8KqDxHo/s1600/Nelly-Furtado-Explode.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sV2it9O-bCM/TV81S8wYTgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sN5T8KqDxHo/s1600/Nelly-Furtado-Explode.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-4646281316369317286?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/4646281316369317286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/explode-folklore.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/4646281316369317286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/4646281316369317286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/explode-folklore.html' title='Explode Folklore'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sV2it9O-bCM/TV81S8wYTgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sN5T8KqDxHo/s72-c/Nelly-Furtado-Explode.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-6609877909627963591</id><published>2011-02-18T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:07:50.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerless Folklore</title><content type='html'>Paint my face in your magazines&lt;br /&gt;Make it look whiter than it seems&lt;br /&gt;Paint me over with your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Shove away my ethnicity&lt;br /&gt;Burn every notion that I may have a flame inside to fight&lt;br /&gt;And say just what is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Without offending your might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz this life is too short to live it just for you&lt;br /&gt;But when you feel so powerless what are you gonna do&lt;br /&gt;So say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her face outside today&lt;br /&gt;Weatherworn, looking all the rage&lt;br /&gt;They took her passion and her gaze and made a poster&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s moccasins we sport&lt;br /&gt;We take the culture and contort&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps only to distort what we are hiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz this life is too short to live it just for you&lt;br /&gt;But when you feel so powerless what are you gonna do&lt;br /&gt;But say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Sayyyyyy... sayyyyyyy eh eh eh eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, the one outside, are you ever gonna get in, get in&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, the one that don’t fit in, how ya, how ya gonna get in&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, the one outside, are you ever gonna get in with your&lt;br /&gt;Broken teeth, broken jaw, broken mojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this life is too short to live it just for you&lt;br /&gt;But when you feel so powerless, what are you gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Cuz this life is too short to live it just for you&lt;br /&gt;But when you feel so powerless, what are you gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Cuz this life is too short to live it just for you&lt;br /&gt;But when you feel so powerless, what are you gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want&lt;br /&gt;Say... eh eh eh eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short just for you&lt;br /&gt;Feel powerless gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short just for you&lt;br /&gt;Feel powerless gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Chuvinhao! Venho, venho, venho ca, rapaz! &lt;br /&gt;Chuva! Chuvinhao! Venho, venho ca, rapaz! &lt;br /&gt;This is not political it's just that I demand attention when I walk into a &lt;br /&gt;room &lt;br /&gt;And it's not that I can't play ball hard it's just that I don't want to &lt;br /&gt;And the more I think about this pressure love I don't want you &lt;br /&gt;And I can't have you and that's what hurts the most &lt;br /&gt;I cannot show you these things I boast &lt;br /&gt;I'll throw my heart out, keep my head up, I cannot fuck up cuz &lt;br /&gt;I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only cause you pain, yeah (I promise that) &lt;br /&gt;I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only bring on the rain &lt;br /&gt;So I'll prefer to run this road rough around the edges Good for  something but too good to give it to you You run your own course at your  own pace but I just got impatient See, I wanted to explore Forsake you,  forsook you, abate you, dissipate you So turn fate around, I believed  that I was free of you (not) &lt;br /&gt;I still believe in those days on benches at sunset or the waves in July-or &lt;br /&gt;was it March &lt;br /&gt;We weathered weathers and storms real and imagined, such fragile tenderness &lt;br /&gt;You are truly blessed &lt;br /&gt;I stress this as I blow you this kiss as I blow it in the wind, mmwa &lt;br /&gt;I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only cause you pain, yeah (I promise that) &lt;br /&gt;I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only bring on the rain &lt;br /&gt;Chuva! Chuvinhao! Venho, venho ca, rapaz! &lt;br /&gt;Gonna make u cry so damn hard you're gonna curse your drawers and wish you &lt;br /&gt;weren't a boy &lt;br /&gt;Gonna make u cry so damn hard you'll curse your drawers and wish you weren't &lt;br /&gt;a boy, yeah &lt;br /&gt;I will make u cry &lt;br /&gt;I will make u cry &lt;br /&gt;(Boohoo) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say time is made of memories &lt;br /&gt;Well I remembered and I'm tired &lt;br /&gt;This is not political &lt;br /&gt;It's just that I remember the fire &lt;br /&gt;Babe you left me with my head held high and I feigned to be more than I was, &lt;br /&gt;didn't I &lt;br /&gt;I thought I could do without sugar love but this chocolate has turned into &lt;br /&gt;sweet bubble gum &lt;br /&gt;Candy is sweet but honey is sweeter &lt;br /&gt;It tastes like the real thing but candy is much much cheaper (Cheaper) &lt;br /&gt;I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only cause you pain, yeah (I promise that) &lt;br /&gt;I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only bring on the rain &lt;br /&gt;(rain a'fallin' down, rain a'fallin' down, hahahaha) &lt;br /&gt;(rain a'fallin' down, rain a'fallin' down, hahahaha) &lt;br /&gt;(rain a'fallin' down, rain a'fallin' down, hahahaha) &lt;br /&gt;...time crying...you'll be crying... I'm sorry I made you cry... I didn't &lt;br /&gt;mean to, let me wipe those tears away...wipe those tears away...don't cry &lt;br /&gt;baby...it's only rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B5hfUVcpk1w/TV8vAIN_TPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Xceas-aNCCI/s1600/OUT18858486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B5hfUVcpk1w/TV8vAIN_TPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Xceas-aNCCI/s1600/OUT18858486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-2805438616969928480?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2805438616969928480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-will-make-u-cry-whoa-nelly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/2805438616969928480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/2805438616969928480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-will-make-u-cry-whoa-nelly.html' title='I will make u Cry Whoa Nelly!'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B5hfUVcpk1w/TV8vAIN_TPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Xceas-aNCCI/s72-c/OUT18858486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-7493317937365083800</id><published>2011-02-18T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:44:25.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love grows deeper Whoa Nelly!</title><content type='html'>Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;My love grows deeper every day and takes a little piece of me &lt;br /&gt;My love grows deeper every day and takes a little piece of me &lt;br /&gt;My love grows deeper every day, deep into the sea &lt;br /&gt;But takes a little piece of me, a little piece of me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it’s so beautiful out and I can’t see why we’re not allowed to be &lt;br /&gt;Up in the sky with the birds counting the flowers &lt;br /&gt;Oh my powers have failed me again when I can’t see beginning to end &lt;br /&gt;And I try to test it again through the hours &lt;br /&gt;I get so stuck on leaving but I guess I think I’ll stay &lt;br /&gt;I’ll be hanging around here anyway &lt;br /&gt;I get so stuck on leaving, hell I think I’ll go &lt;br /&gt;Cuz they don’t want me around here, no, no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why can’t I be green as the grass beneath my feet &lt;br /&gt;As fresh as the dew hits the ground in the morning &lt;br /&gt;And not yellow like bumble bees, please take me off my knees &lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don’t wanna be red forever &lt;br /&gt;I get so stuck on leaving but I guess I think I’ll stay &lt;br /&gt;I’ll be hanging around here anyway &lt;br /&gt;I get so stuck on leaving so hell I think I’ll go &lt;br /&gt;Cuz they don’t want me around here, no no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge: &lt;br /&gt;Traveling far, all up in the blue, traveling far, &lt;br /&gt;could not be born because of you &lt;br /&gt;Traveling far, up in the blue, could not be born because of you, &lt;br /&gt;because of you you you you you you you &lt;br /&gt;I get so stuck on leaving, I guess I think I’ll stay &lt;br /&gt;I’ll be hanging around here anyway &lt;br /&gt;I get so stuck on leaving, hell I think I’ll go &lt;br /&gt;You don’t want me around here no more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so stuck on leaving, I get so stuck on leaving &lt;br /&gt;I get so stuck on leaving, stuck on leaving &lt;br /&gt;Stuck on leaving, I gotta go &lt;br /&gt;You cut my wings long time ago &lt;br /&gt;You cut my wings long time ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hArXLKVcdmY/TV8s_xeMOnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EJinYYLieNs/s1600/OUT16254985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hArXLKVcdmY/TV8s_xeMOnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EJinYYLieNs/s1600/OUT16254985.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-7493317937365083800?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7493317937365083800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-love-grows-deeper-whoa-nelly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/7493317937365083800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/7493317937365083800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-love-grows-deeper-whoa-nelly.html' title='My love grows deeper Whoa Nelly!'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hArXLKVcdmY/TV8s_xeMOnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EJinYYLieNs/s72-c/OUT16254985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-4518178130991608349</id><published>2011-02-18T18:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:36:56.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, Well Whoa Nelly!</title><content type='html'>Well, well, what do I say &lt;br /&gt;Looks like what goes around comes around &lt;br /&gt;And everyone will have their final say &lt;br /&gt;Sometime, someday &lt;br /&gt;Looks like I only love God when the sun shines my way &lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm into divinity only when I can see its sweet, sweet rays &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;I say what I mean but I don't mean what I say &lt;br /&gt;Well, well, it's fine out today &lt;br /&gt;I say what I mean but I don't mean what I say &lt;br /&gt;Well, well, it's fine out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, what do I say &lt;br /&gt;I've never seen a bad day look quite this way &lt;br /&gt;And well, well, what do I do &lt;br /&gt;When all of my thoughts run right back to you &lt;br /&gt;Looks like I meant to speak with logic, &lt;br /&gt;but hon', the carnal always gets in the way &lt;br /&gt;Well well, this fire was more funner than proper grammar anyway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you get to the part where your heart just wants to die &lt;br /&gt;Then you get to the part where your heart screams it just sighs &lt;br /&gt;Then you get to the part where your heart knows it's a crime &lt;br /&gt;So it flies like a bird, it's heard, it's heard, it's heard the word &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, today, today, today &lt;br /&gt;Well, well, it's fine out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MsmwNDhlQN4/TV8mdecOKNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/4acbnHScn9Q/s1600/01_%25285%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MsmwNDhlQN4/TV8mdecOKNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/4acbnHScn9Q/s1600/01_%25285%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-clXxvYTmI/TV8mffjNcpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UJWvMq7608c/s1600/02_%25285%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-clXxvYTmI/TV8mffjNcpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UJWvMq7608c/s1600/02_%25285%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyANOFCLLkc/TV8mhrF3fwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/TCMyZHTF0JE/s1600/03_%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyANOFCLLkc/TV8mhrF3fwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/TCMyZHTF0JE/s400/03_%25283%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-1247792205534106329?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1247792205534106329/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/turn-off-lights-whoa-nelly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/1247792205534106329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/1247792205534106329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/turn-off-lights-whoa-nelly.html' title='Turn off the Lights Whoa Nelly!'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MsmwNDhlQN4/TV8mdecOKNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/4acbnHScn9Q/s72-c/01_%25285%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-5963606067110521217</id><published>2011-02-18T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:15:25.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm like a bird Whoa Nelly!</title><content type='html'>You’re beautiful, that’s for sure &lt;br /&gt;You’ll never ever fade &lt;br /&gt;You’re lovely but it’s not for sure &lt;br /&gt;That I won’t ever change &lt;br /&gt;And though my love is rare &lt;br /&gt;Though my love is true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;I’m like a bird, I’ll only fly away &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where my soul is, &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where my home is &lt;br /&gt;(and baby all I need for you to know is) &lt;br /&gt;I’m like a bird, I’ll only fly away &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where my soul is , &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where my home is &lt;br /&gt;All I need for you to know is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faith in me brings me to tears &lt;br /&gt;Even after all these years &lt;br /&gt;And it pains me so much to tell &lt;br /&gt;That you don’t know me that well &lt;br /&gt;And though my love is rare &lt;br /&gt;Though my love is true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not that I wanna say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;It’s just that every time you try to tell me that you love me &lt;br /&gt;Each and every single day I know &lt;br /&gt;I’m going to have to eventually give you away &lt;br /&gt;And though my love is rare &lt;br /&gt;And though my love is true &lt;br /&gt;Hey I’m just scared &lt;br /&gt;That we may fall through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P2elQhxGLUw/TV8ZNoQKnUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3VwkIMFkxkY/s1600/3_%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P2elQhxGLUw/TV8ZNoQKnUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3VwkIMFkxkY/s1600/3_%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-5895603885336602740?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5895603885336602740/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/legend-whoa-nelly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/5895603885336602740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/5895603885336602740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/legend-whoa-nelly.html' title='Legend Whoa Nelly !'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P2elQhxGLUw/TV8ZNoQKnUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3VwkIMFkxkY/s72-c/3_%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-2830523514257402628</id><published>2011-02-18T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:12:39.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl.  Whoa Nelly!</title><content type='html'>I’ve seen a man cry, I’ve seen a man die inside &lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen him say to me that he is only mine &lt;br /&gt;That he gotta do what is best for him &lt;br /&gt;Never let me in, not even begin &lt;br /&gt;To tell me I’m the one under his moon and sun &lt;br /&gt;That I am the thing that revolves around him &lt;br /&gt;But while on top of him I know what’s best for him &lt;br /&gt;I’ll show him how to win and let me in cuz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be your baby girl &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be your little pearl &lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be what’s best for me &lt;br /&gt;To be one-da-dum with my own star under my own sun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re all sorry now, I didn’t mean to wow &lt;br /&gt;Make you cry like that, it’s just a little spat &lt;br /&gt;Still I want you to know, though I love you so &lt;br /&gt;It’s mostly me dreaming, forcing, believing &lt;br /&gt;That you’re an ideal, hell I never steal &lt;br /&gt;But I stole you from, from another one &lt;br /&gt;So take yourself and wrap around my little finger &lt;br /&gt;Cuz that’s how it should swing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t he see, why can’t he see what’s inside of me, yeah... don’t  you, don’t you call me coochie-coo a little girl, now... don’t you gaga  goo no coochie-coo girl now I’m so much more, can’t you see? Can’t you  see? &lt;br /&gt;Look who’s writing now a token of their love &lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see love that it’s just because &lt;br /&gt;I wanted a cheap way to get inside your head &lt;br /&gt;And not a cheap way to get inside your bed &lt;br /&gt;Oh you’re running now, with that silly one &lt;br /&gt;It’s all over now, this woman’s just begun &lt;br /&gt;Maybe we’ll see about the will and the way &lt;br /&gt;Butterflies return some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Kiwj2MGhAU/TV8Y4n2EgHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jUSy4De8H-8/s1600/02jkkj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Kiwj2MGhAU/TV8Y4n2EgHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jUSy4De8H-8/s1600/02jkkj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-2830523514257402628?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2830523514257402628/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-girl-whoa-nelly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/2830523514257402628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/2830523514257402628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-girl-whoa-nelly.html' title='Baby Girl.  Whoa Nelly!'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Kiwj2MGhAU/TV8Y4n2EgHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jUSy4De8H-8/s72-c/02jkkj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-7826776705037779294</id><published>2011-02-18T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:11:30.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the radio (Remember the days) Whoa Nelly!</title><content type='html'>You liked me till’ you heard my shit on the radio &lt;br /&gt;Well I hate to say but pop aint’ going solo &lt;br /&gt;You liked me till’ you heard my shit on the radio &lt;br /&gt;But now I’m just too mainstream for you, oh no &lt;br /&gt;You liked me till’ you seen me on your t.v. &lt;br /&gt;Well if you’re so low below then why you watching &lt;br /&gt;You say good things come to those who wait &lt;br /&gt;Well I’ve been waiting a long time for it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;I remember the days when I was so eager to satisfy you &lt;br /&gt;And be less then I was just to prove I could walk beside you &lt;br /&gt;Now that I’ve flown away I see you’ve chosen to stay behind me &lt;br /&gt;And still you curse the day I decided to stay true to myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say your quest is to bring it higher &lt;br /&gt;Well I never seen change without a fire &lt;br /&gt;But from your mouth I have seen a lot of burning &lt;br /&gt;But underneath I think it’s a lot of yearning &lt;br /&gt;Your face, the colours change from green to yellow &lt;br /&gt;To the point where you can’t even say hello &lt;br /&gt;You tell me you’d kill me if I ever snob you out &lt;br /&gt;Like that’s what you’d expect from me, like that’s what I’m about &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge: &lt;br /&gt;It’s so much easier to stay down there guaranteeing you’re cool &lt;br /&gt;Than to sit up here exposing myself trying to break through &lt;br /&gt;Than to burn in the spotlight, turn in the spitfire &lt;br /&gt;Scream without making a sound, be up here and not look down &lt;br /&gt;because we’re all afraid of heights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ya hurt me hurt me hurt me hurt me hurt me hurt me so so, &lt;br /&gt;leave me down down down down low leave me down da down down da down da  down down down...shit on the radio... shit on the radio... shit on the  radio... shit on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4N70wJM-6WE/TV8YrOYTkKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/H9wY_0C62tU/s1600/03_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4N70wJM-6WE/TV8YrOYTkKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/H9wY_0C62tU/s1600/03_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-7826776705037779294?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7826776705037779294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-radio-remember-days-whoa-nelly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/7826776705037779294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/7826776705037779294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-radio-remember-days-whoa-nelly.html' title='On the radio (Remember the days) Whoa Nelly!'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4N70wJM-6WE/TV8YrOYTkKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/H9wY_0C62tU/s72-c/03_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-3002729629880216412</id><published>2011-02-18T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:09:39.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Man ! Whoa Nelly</title><content type='html'>Hey, man, don't look so scared &lt;br /&gt;You know I'm only testing you out. &lt;br /&gt;Hey man, don't look so angry, &lt;br /&gt;you're real close to figuring me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a part of a circle. &lt;br /&gt;It's like a mobius strip, &lt;br /&gt;and it goes round and round until it loses a link. &lt;br /&gt;And there's a shadow in the sky and it looks like rain, &lt;br /&gt;and shit is gonna fly once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, man, we look at each other with ample eyes, &lt;br /&gt;so why not some time to discover what's behind your eyes? &lt;br /&gt;I've got so many questions that I want to ask you. &lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of mirors- pour me a glass of your wine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a shadow in the sky and it looks like rain, &lt;br /&gt;and shit is gonna fly once again! &lt;br /&gt;I've got a bunch of government cheques at my door. &lt;br /&gt;Each morning I try to send them back but they only send me more. &lt;br /&gt;I look at myself in the mirror; am I vital today? &lt;br /&gt;Hey, man, I let my conscience get in the way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a shadow in the sky , and it looks like rain, &lt;br /&gt;and shit is gonna fly once again, &lt;br /&gt;and I don't mean to rain on your parade, &lt;br /&gt;but pathos has got me once again... &lt;br /&gt;and I don't want ambivalence no more, &lt;br /&gt;I don't want ambivalence no more, &lt;br /&gt;I don't want ambivalence no more, &lt;br /&gt;no I don't want ambivalence no more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TXLtq8Cs_TI/TV8YObt7jKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xcg3ycneOPM/s1600/01_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TXLtq8Cs_TI/TV8YObt7jKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xcg3ycneOPM/s1600/01_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-3002729629880216412?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/3002729629880216412/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-man-whoa-nelly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/3002729629880216412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/3002729629880216412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-man-whoa-nelly.html' title='Hey, Man ! Whoa Nelly'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TXLtq8Cs_TI/TV8YObt7jKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xcg3ycneOPM/s72-c/01_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-5763678395476124750</id><published>2011-02-18T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:02:56.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conciertos</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="firstHeading" id="firstHeading"&gt;Burn In The Spotlight Tour&lt;/h1&gt;Es la primera gira de conciertos de la cantante canadiense Nelly Furtado durante el 2001, como promoción de su álbum debut Whoa, Nelly!. La gira comenzó en Victoria y terminó en Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Set_list"&gt;Set list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Intro/Baby Girl"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I Will Make U Cry"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Party"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Get Ur Freak On"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Well, Well"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Hey, Man!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I'm Like a Bird"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"My Love Grows Deeper Part 1"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Legend"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Scared of You/Onde Estás"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Asha Mix"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I Feel You"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Trynna Finda Way"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Turn Off the Light"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Shit on the Radio (Remember the Days)"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;h1 class="firstHeading" id="firstHeading"&gt;Come as You Are Tour&lt;/h1&gt;Es la segunda gira de conciertos de la cantante canadiense Nelly Furtado durante el 2004, como promoción de su segundo álbum de estudio Folklore. La gira comenzó en Londres y terminó en Victoria.&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Set_list"&gt;Set list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;One-Trick Pony&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Explode&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Will Make U Cry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fresh Off the Boat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Grass Is Green&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby Girl/Ching Ching&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sacrifice/ Thin Line/ Breath/ I Feel You/ Get Ur Freak On (Medley)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picture Perfect&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm Like a Bird&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fotografia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn Off the Light&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shit on the Radio (Remember the Days)/ Saturdays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey, Man!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[[Powerless (Say What You Want&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="firstHeading" id="firstHeading"&gt;Get Loose Tour&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get Loose Tour&lt;/b&gt; es la gira de conciertos de la cantante canadiense Nelly Furtado durante 2007, como promoción de su tercer álbum Loose. Los conciertos dados en Abril en Toronto Nelly los llamó &lt;i&gt;Homecoming Concert&lt;/i&gt;, de esos conciertos grabó un CD/DVD que fue lanzado en diciembre del mismo año.&lt;h1 class="firstHeading" id="firstHeading"&gt;Mi Plan Tour&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi Plan Tour&lt;/b&gt; es la cuarta gira musical de la cantante luso-canadiense Nelly Furtado para promover &lt;i&gt;Mi Plan&lt;/i&gt;, cuarto álbum de estudio y primero en español. Esta es la primera gira sobre ecenarios de Latinomérica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Acerca_del_Tour"&gt;Acerca del Tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;La gira fue oficialmente anunciada por la propia Nelly en su cuenta de Twitter el 5 de enero del 2010.Para esta gira, Furtado ha pedido la ayuda a sus fans, preguntando que cancion de su albun debut, Whoa, Nelly!, quieren escuchar durante el show (exeptuando los hits, I'm like a Bird, ...On the Radio, Turn of the Light, etc.).&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-ritmoson_1-0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mi_Plan_Tour#cite_note-ritmoson-1"&gt;&lt;span class="corchete-llamada"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="thumb tleft"&gt; &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="thumbimage" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/f3/Manos.JPG/220px-Manos.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nelly cantando "Manos al Aire en Guadalajara.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="thumbinner" style="width: 222px;"&gt; &lt;div class="thumbcaption"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Apenas salieron a la venta las entradas, se agotaron rapidamente las  entradas VIP en Chile, Argentina, México y Venezuela. El Show es  sencillo pero logra conectar con el público haciendolo un espectaculo un  poco privado. Su duración es de alrededor de 1 hora y 45 minutos. La  Puesta en Escena en General es Una Pantalla LED Central y 4 debajo de  cada una de las plataformas donde esta la banda (En Argentina y  Venezuela se usaron 6 Televisores LCD, en vez de 4 Pantallas LED,  mientras que en Guadalajara se uso solo la Pantalla Central)&lt;br /&gt;Durante los conciertos, específicamente, antes de interpretar la  canción Feliz Cumpleaños, Furtado, subía al escenario a una persona del  público que estuviera de cumpleaños ese día, y le dedicaba la canción.&lt;br /&gt;Igualmente, era común, al final del concierto que las cámaras que  grababan el show, hicieran un paneo sobre los asistentes, mientras los  músicos tocaban parte de la canción de Metallica, Enter Sandman.&lt;br /&gt;Días después de cada show, eran publicados los Webisodes, en la  página web de la artistas. Estos, era una suerte de cortometrajes  documentales, que mostraban en cuestión de 3 ó 4 minutos, la estadía de  la cantante en el país.&lt;br /&gt;Para promocionar la gira en Brasil, el 24 de marzo de 2010, Furtado hizo un "VIP Pocket Show" en programa de reality show Big Brother Brasil 10 de Rede Globo, el canal líder en el país. Se han realizado 5 canciones de la gira en versiones acústicas &lt;i&gt;("Maneater", "I'm Like A Bird", "Try", "Say It Right" y "Turn Off The Light")&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nelly Furtado también participó en la grabación de DVD en vivo de la cantante brasileña Ivete Sangalo en el Madison Square Garden el 4 de septiembre de 2010.&lt;br /&gt;El domingo 29 de agosto de 2010, Nelly se presentó en el Festival  Orange Warsaw 2010 y aparte de cantar sus temas más conocidos, cantó los  temas ya filtrados "Night Is Young" y "Girlfriend in This City".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-5763678395476124750?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5763678395476124750/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/conciertos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/5763678395476124750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/5763678395476124750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/conciertos.html' title='Conciertos'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1827283413836989096.post-1928788969167121276</id><published>2011-02-18T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T13:30:59.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Al mundo le faltaba una Furtado"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd-O63RuASE/TV7k6-ixjwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mQ1wQSLZK2Q/s1600/u.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd-O63RuASE/TV7k6-ixjwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mQ1wQSLZK2Q/s640/u.jpg" width="444" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1827283413836989096-1928788969167121276?l=nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1928788969167121276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/al-mundo-le-faltaba-una-furtado.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/1928788969167121276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1827283413836989096/posts/default/1928788969167121276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellyfurtadoargentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/al-mundo-le-faltaba-una-furtado.html' title='&quot;Al mundo le faltaba una Furtado&quot;'/><author><name>Daia Pedullá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08851871707225831566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nd-O63RuASE/TV7k6-ixjwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mQ1wQSLZK2Q/s72-c/u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
