<?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-10327760</id><updated>2011-08-17T01:02:09.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>You needed Me</title><subtitle type='html'>Mc Anthony, 
What's your problem?
Why're singing my life
To my lost touch?

Mc Anthony,
Wanna get in troubles?
Why're showing love
To my lonely soul?
Very 
my own</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-112073312416205023</id><published>2005-07-07T17:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T01:06:05.806+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sau một tình yêu</title><content type='html'>.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sến một tẹo nhưng mà không sao, sưu tập vào đây lần sau bị bồ bỏ hay là nó loằng ngoàng với con nào chỉ việc nghe ba lần rồi tặc lưỡi:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Có ai từng yêu mà không đau đớn một lần&lt;br /&gt;Có ai từng yêu mà chưa từng khóc&lt;br /&gt;Mấy ai được sống như mình đã mơ&lt;br /&gt;Mấy ai được yêu như mình đã yêu&lt;br /&gt;Và nào đâu riêng ta xót xa khi tình quay gót&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chắc không gặp em đời ta đã khác nhiều rồi&lt;br /&gt;Chắc không gặp em đời ta đâu buồn thế&lt;br /&gt;Trót tin lời hứa để rồi khổ đau&lt;br /&gt;Trách chi người nói để rồi lãng quên&lt;br /&gt;Bỏ sau lưng bao dấu yêu xưa để rồi đi mãi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Làm sao ta níu kéo khi yêu thương đã mất&lt;br /&gt;Làm sao ta cố giữ khi em không cần nữa&lt;br /&gt;Làm sao khi so kiep không cho mãi mãi bên nhau người ơi!&lt;br /&gt;Lòng ta đang cố gắng quên đi tình đắng&lt;br /&gt;Lòng ta đang cố bước đi qua nhanh ngày tháng&lt;br /&gt;Tìm trong ta lối thoát trong cơn bão tố&lt;br /&gt;Đi qua niềm đau sau một tình yêu  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sẽ bổ sung thêm bài "Vô tình" nữa :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-112073312416205023?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/112073312416205023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=112073312416205023&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/112073312416205023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/112073312416205023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/07/sau-mt-tnh-yu.html' title='Sau một tình yêu'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-111615208910418240</id><published>2005-05-15T17:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T17:14:49.110+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alegate, ahora!</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alejate "&lt;br /&gt;Sequenced by Sal Grippaldi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Hammond and Marti Sharron&lt;br /&gt;Spanish adaptation: Claudia Brant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Español: &lt;br /&gt;Jamás sentí en el alma tanto amor&lt;br /&gt;Y nadie mas que tú, mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Por ti reí y lloré, renací también&lt;br /&gt;Lo que tuve di, por tenerte aquí&lt;br /&gt;Ya sé que despedirnos es mejor&lt;br /&gt;Sufriendo pagaré mi error&lt;br /&gt;Ya nada será igual,&lt;br /&gt;lo tengo que hacerla, &lt;br /&gt;Ya ya la fuerza en &lt;br /&gt;mi para este adios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aléjate, no puedo más &lt;br /&gt;Ya no hay manera de volver en tiempo atrás&lt;br /&gt;Olvídate de mí&lt;br /&gt;Y déjame seguir a solas con&lt;br /&gt;mi soledad &lt;br /&gt;Aléjate, ya dime adios &lt;br /&gt;Y me resignará seguir sin tu calor&lt;br /&gt;Y jamás entederé que fue lo que pasó &lt;br /&gt;Si nada puedo hacer, aléjate &lt;br /&gt;No voy a arrepentirme del ayer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amándote y se, mujer &lt;br /&gt;Por el amor aquel, &lt;br /&gt;por serte siempre fiel&lt;br /&gt;Hoy tengo que ser fuerte y aprender &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aléjate, no puedo mas&lt;br /&gt;Ya no hay manera&lt;br /&gt;de volver en tiempo atrás &lt;br /&gt;Olvídate de mí &lt;br /&gt;Y déjame seguir a solas con&lt;br /&gt;mi soledad &lt;br /&gt;Aléjate, ya dime adios&lt;br /&gt;Y me resignará seguir sin &lt;br /&gt;tu calor&lt;br /&gt;Y jamás entederé que fue lo que pasó&lt;br /&gt;Si nada puedo hacer, aléjate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aléjate, no puedo más&lt;br /&gt;Ya no hay manera &lt;br /&gt;de volver en tiempo atrás &lt;br /&gt;Olvídate de mí &lt;br /&gt;Y déjame seguir a solas con&lt;br /&gt;mi soledad &lt;br /&gt;Aléjate, ya dime adios&lt;br /&gt;Y me resignará seguir sin tu calor&lt;br /&gt;Y jamás entederé que fue lo que pasó &lt;br /&gt;Si nada puedo hacer...aléjate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so much love in my soul &lt;br /&gt;And no one loved me more than you did&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I laughed and cried&lt;br /&gt;I was reborn also&lt;br /&gt;All I had, I gave to keep you here&lt;br /&gt;I know that saying goodbye is best&lt;br /&gt;Suffering, I will pay for my mistake&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will be the same&lt;br /&gt;I have to accept it&lt;br /&gt;And find the strength in me for this goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;I cannot bear it anymore&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to go back in time &lt;br /&gt;Forget it and let me go on alone with my solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away, tell me goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I will resign myself to go on without your warmth&lt;br /&gt;And I will never understand what happened&lt;br /&gt;If there's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to repent for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Loving you and I know, woman&lt;br /&gt;For that love&lt;br /&gt;For always being faithful&lt;br /&gt;Today I have to be strong and learn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111615208910418240?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111615208910418240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=111615208910418240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111615208910418240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111615208910418240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/05/alegate-ahora.html' title='Alegate, ahora!'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-111540730410332417</id><published>2005-05-07T02:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T02:21:44.106+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Em mãi là 20 tuổi</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em mãi là 20 tuổi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nhạc Sĩ: Phạm Trọng Cầu &lt;br /&gt;Thơ Lời: Quang Dũng &lt;br /&gt;Trình bày: Thu Phương  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://vnthuquan.net/Nhac/loinhac.aspx?tuaid=842&amp;nhacsiid=147&amp;casiid=151&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em mãi là 20 tuổi &lt;br /&gt;Anh mãi là mùa xanh xưa &lt;br /&gt;Những cây ổi thơm ngày ấy &lt;br /&gt;Và vầng hoa ngâu mưa thu &lt;br /&gt;Tóc anh đã thành mây trắng &lt;br /&gt;Mắt em, dáng thời gian qua &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngày nay, ngày nay, chuyện đẹp qua đi, &lt;br /&gt;Thời gian gấp ruổi, còn lại chúng ta &lt;br /&gt;Em mãi là 20 tuổi &lt;br /&gt;Tôi mãi là mùa xanh xưa &lt;br /&gt;Giữ trọn tình người cho đẹp &lt;br /&gt;Em mãi là tuổi 20 &lt;br /&gt;Tôi mãi là mùa xanh xưa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ôi con đường xưa những mùa trút lá &lt;br /&gt;Cành bàng mồ côi, cổng cũ rêu phong &lt;br /&gt;Ý đợi nguời ... &lt;br /&gt;Ôi, con đường xưa &lt;br /&gt;Bỏ em anh đi &lt;br /&gt;Dài bao chia ly &lt;br /&gt;Sông ơi! dài sao &lt;br /&gt;Rộng ơi! biển cả &lt;br /&gt;Thôi em nước mắt đừng rơi, đừng rơi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) Em mãi là 20 tuổi &lt;br /&gt;Tôi mãi là mùa xanh xưa &lt;br /&gt;Giử trọn tình này cho đẹp &lt;br /&gt;Ta mãi là mùa xanh xưa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) Hát lại đoạn này, nhỏ dần để hết&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tuổi'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-111540709375549242</id><published>2005-05-07T02:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T02:23:42.216+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blablabla</title><content type='html'>Anh Yêu Em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nhạc Sĩ: Vũ Quang Trung &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trình bày: Thu Phương  &lt;br /&gt;http://vnthuquan.net/Nhac/loinhac.aspx?tuaid=2108&amp;nhacsiid=228&amp;casiid=151&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trình bày: Mỹ Linh &lt;br /&gt;http://vnthuquan.net/Nhac/loinhac.aspx?tuaid=456&amp;nhacsiid=228&amp;casiid=93&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngày tháng trôi theo mùa lá rơi, &lt;br /&gt;Em như cái bóng vô hình noi tim anh. &lt;br /&gt;Đường phố cũ, hàng cây quen, &lt;br /&gt;Ly cà phê đắng hương vị nụ hôn đầu &lt;br /&gt;Anh có nhớ chúng mình bên nhau &lt;br /&gt;Như tia nắng đầu chớm hé môi em. &lt;br /&gt;Anh có nhớ chúng mình bên nhau &lt;br /&gt;Ôi làn gió thu vờn bay mái tóc ẹm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngày tháng trôi theo mùa lá rơi, &lt;br /&gt;Em như cái bóng vô hình noi tim anh. &lt;br /&gt;Đường phố cũ, hàng cây quen, &lt;br /&gt;Ly cà phê đắng hương vị nụ hôn đầu &lt;br /&gt;Anh có nhớ chúng mình bên nhau &lt;br /&gt;Như tia nắng đầu chớm hé môi em. &lt;br /&gt;Anh có nhớ chúng mình bên nhau &lt;br /&gt;Ôi làn gió thu vờn bay mái tóc em &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngày tháng trôi theo mùa lá rơi, &lt;br /&gt;Bài hát ta trao nhau &lt;br /&gt;Bên đường phố cũ, hàng cây quen, &lt;br /&gt;Ngọn gió vui đùa thiếu hình bóng em. &lt;br /&gt;Em có biết anh vẫn chờ em &lt;br /&gt;Để trao em nụ hôn khát khao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giọt nước mắt ngày nào &lt;br /&gt;Khi anh nói lời yêu em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111540709375549242?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111540709375549242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=111540709375549242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111540709375549242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111540709375549242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/05/blablabla.html' title='Blablabla'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-111383619132982770</id><published>2005-04-18T21:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:56:31.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps, perhaps</title><content type='html'>***********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás, Quizás, Quizás &lt;br /&gt;(written by Osvaldo Farrés, Cuba, 1947)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre que te pregunto&lt;br /&gt;Que, cuándo, cómo y dónde&lt;br /&gt;Tú siempre me respondes&lt;br /&gt;Quizás, quizás, quizás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así pasan los días&lt;br /&gt;Y yo, desesperando&lt;br /&gt;Y tú, tú contestando&lt;br /&gt;Quizás, quizás, quizás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estás perdiendo el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Pensando, pensando&lt;br /&gt;Por lo que más tú quieras&lt;br /&gt;Hasta cuándo? Hasta cuándo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así pasan los días&lt;br /&gt;Y yo, desesperando&lt;br /&gt;Y tú, tú contestando&lt;br /&gt;Quizás, quizás, quizás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estás perdiendo el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Pensando, pensando&lt;br /&gt;Por lo que más tú quieras&lt;br /&gt;Hasta cuándo? Hasta cuándo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así pasan los días&lt;br /&gt;Y yo, desesperando&lt;br /&gt;Y tú, tú contestando&lt;br /&gt;Quizás, quizás, quizás&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383619132982770?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111383619132982770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=111383619132982770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383619132982770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383619132982770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/04/perhaps-perhaps.html' title='Perhaps, perhaps'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-111383581109388172</id><published>2005-04-18T21:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:50:11.096+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke chẳng mấy quán có bài này :(</title><content type='html'>***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes When We Touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Dan Hill )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask me if I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I choke on my reply&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather hurt you honestly&lt;br /&gt;Than mislead you with a lie&lt;br /&gt;And who am I to judge you&lt;br /&gt;On what you say or do?&lt;br /&gt;I'm only just beginning to see the real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance and all its strategy&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me battling with my pride&lt;br /&gt;But through the insecurity &lt;br /&gt;Some tenderness survives&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another writer&lt;br /&gt;Still trapped within my truth&lt;br /&gt;A hesitant prize fighter&lt;br /&gt;Still trapped within my youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I'd like to break you &lt;br /&gt;And drive you to your knees&lt;br /&gt;At times I'd like to break through&lt;br /&gt;And hold you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I understand you &lt;br /&gt;And I see how hard you've tried&lt;br /&gt;I've watched while love commands you&lt;br /&gt;And I've watched love pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I think we're drifters&lt;br /&gt;Still searching for a friend&lt;br /&gt;A brother or a sister&lt;br /&gt;But then the passion flares again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383581109388172?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-111383565055428067</id><published>2005-04-18T21:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:47:30.556+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anh của thời hoa đỏ ngày xưa</title><content type='html'>*********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thời hoa đỏ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dưới màu hoa như lửa cháy khát khao&lt;br /&gt;Bước lặng trên con đường vắng năng nao&lt;br /&gt;Chỉ còn tiếng ve sôi cồn cào&lt;br /&gt;Mà chẳng cho lòng người nguôi chút nào&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anh mải mê về một màu mây xa&lt;br /&gt;Cánh phượng bay một thời đã qua&lt;br /&gt;Em lại hát một câu thơ cũ&lt;br /&gt;Về một thời thiếu nữ&lt;br /&gt;say mê&lt;br /&gt;Về một thời hoa đỏ diệu kỳ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mỗi mùa hoa đỏ về&lt;br /&gt;Hoa như mưa rơi rơi&lt;br /&gt;Cánh mỏng manh xao xác đỏ tươi&lt;br /&gt;Như nuối tiếc một thời trai trẻ...&lt;br /&gt;Mỗi mùa hoa đỏ về&lt;br /&gt;Hoa như mưa rơi rơi &lt;br /&gt;Như tháng ngày xưa ta dại khờ&lt;br /&gt;Ta nhìn sâu vào trong mắt nhau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trong câu thơ của em anh không có mặt&lt;br /&gt;Câu thơ hát &lt;br /&gt;về một thời yêu đương&lt;br /&gt;Anh đâu buồn,&lt;br /&gt;mà chỉ tiếc em không đi hết những ngày đắm say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mỗi mùa hoa đỏ về&lt;br /&gt;Hoa như mưa rơi rơi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sau bài hát rồi em lặng yên&lt;br /&gt;Cái lặng yên rực màu hoa đỏ&lt;br /&gt;Sau bài hát rồi anh như thể&lt;br /&gt;Anh của thời hoa đỏ ngày xưa&lt;br /&gt;Sau bài hát rồi anh cũng thế&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anh của thời hoa đỏ ngày xưa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383565055428067?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-111383535408565391</id><published>2005-04-18T21:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:42:34.086+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Il est déjà trop tard</title><content type='html'>******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you understand &lt;br /&gt;Let me go&lt;br /&gt;Set me free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il est déjà trop tard  &lt;br /&gt;Frédéric François &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il est déjà trop tard,&lt;br /&gt;Trop tard pour tous les deux,&lt;br /&gt;Il est trop tard,&lt;br /&gt;Et je suis si malheureux,&lt;br /&gt;Chaque instant que je passe sans toi,&lt;br /&gt;Je sens mon cœur se déchirer en moi.&lt;br /&gt;Il est déjà trop tard,&lt;br /&gt;Il faut se séparer,&lt;br /&gt;Car notre histoire est morte avant d'exister,&lt;br /&gt;Et demain, puisque tout recommence,&lt;br /&gt;Je t'oublierai seul avec mon silence.&lt;br /&gt;Mais ce soir j'ai trop de peine,&lt;br /&gt;Non je ne pas croire que tout s'arrête,&lt;br /&gt;Mon amour c'est toi que j'aime,&lt;br /&gt;Si tu savais déjà comme je regrette,&lt;br /&gt;Mais ce soir j'ai trop de peine,&lt;br /&gt;Car tout en moi me dit qu'on se ressemble,&lt;br /&gt;Mon amour c'est toi que j'aime,&lt;br /&gt;Et c'est folie de ne plus vivre ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;Il est déjà trop tard,&lt;br /&gt;Trop tard pour tous les deux,&lt;br /&gt;Il est trop tard,&lt;br /&gt;Et je suis si malheureux,&lt;br /&gt;Et pourtant, quand le jour reviendra,&lt;br /&gt;Je partirai encore vers d'autre bras,&lt;br /&gt;Il est déjà trop tard,&lt;br /&gt;Plus rien n'est comme avant,&lt;br /&gt;Il faut savoir se quitter maintenant,&lt;br /&gt;Sans chercher à se faire trop de mal,&lt;br /&gt;Et s'en aller comme à la fin d'un bal.&lt;br /&gt;Mais ce soir j'ai trop de peine,&lt;br /&gt;Non je ne pas croire que tout s'arrête,&lt;br /&gt;Mon amour c'est toi que j'aime,&lt;br /&gt;Si tu savais déjà comme je regrette,&lt;br /&gt;Mais ce soir j'ai trop de peine,&lt;br /&gt;Car tout en moi me dit qu'on se ressemble,&lt;br /&gt;Mon amour c'est toi que j'aime,&lt;br /&gt;Et c'est folie de ne plus vivre ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;Mais ce soir j'ai trop de peine,&lt;br /&gt;Non je ne pas croire que tout s'arrête,&lt;br /&gt;Mon amour c'est toi que j'aime...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383535408565391?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111383535408565391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=111383535408565391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383535408565391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383535408565391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/04/il-est-dj-trop-tard.html' title='Il est déjà trop tard'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-111383477976743411</id><published>2005-04-18T21:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:32:59.773+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Khi còn hát được, người ta sến...</title><content type='html'>*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;In my sleepless solitude tonight&lt;br /&gt;If it's wrong to love you&lt;br /&gt;Then my heart just won't let me be right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm drowned in you&lt;br /&gt;And I won't pull through&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd give my all to have&lt;br /&gt;Just one more night with you&lt;br /&gt;I'd risk my life to feel&lt;br /&gt;Your body next to mine&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Living in the memory of our song&lt;br /&gt;I'd give my all for your love tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby can you feel me&lt;br /&gt;Imagining I'm looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see you clearly&lt;br /&gt;Vividly emblazoned in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And yet you're so far&lt;br /&gt;Like a distant star&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd give my all to have&lt;br /&gt;Just one more night with you&lt;br /&gt;I'd risk my life to feel&lt;br /&gt;Your body next to mine&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Living in the memory of our song&lt;br /&gt;I'd give my all for your love tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Guitar Break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd give my all to have&lt;br /&gt;Just one more night with you&lt;br /&gt;I'd risk my life to feel&lt;br /&gt;Your body next to mine&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Living in the memory of our song&lt;br /&gt;I'd give my all for your love tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give my all for your love&lt;br /&gt;Tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You Tell Me That You Love Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolly Parton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel this way &lt;br /&gt;Longer than time &lt;br /&gt;I wanna know your dreams &lt;br /&gt;And make them mine &lt;br /&gt;I wanna change the world &lt;br /&gt;Only for you &lt;br /&gt;All the impossible &lt;br /&gt;I wanna do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you close under the rain &lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss your smile &lt;br /&gt;And feel your pain &lt;br /&gt;I know what's beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Looking at you &lt;br /&gt;Here in a world of lies &lt;br /&gt;You are the truth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And baby &lt;br /&gt;Everytime you touch me &lt;br /&gt;I become a hero &lt;br /&gt;I'll make you safe no matter where you are &lt;br /&gt;And bring you &lt;br /&gt;Anything you ask for &lt;br /&gt;Nothing is above me &lt;br /&gt;I'm shining like a candle in the dark &lt;br /&gt;When you tell me that you love me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you see &lt;br /&gt;Just what I was &lt;br /&gt;Show you the loneliness &lt;br /&gt;And what it does &lt;br /&gt;You walked into my life &lt;br /&gt;To stop my tears &lt;br /&gt;Everything's easy now &lt;br /&gt;I have you here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world without you &lt;br /&gt;I would always hunger &lt;br /&gt;All I need is your love to make me stronger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where The Wild Roses Grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word and music by: Nick Cave&lt;br /&gt;Kylie Minogue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call me The Wild Rose&lt;br /&gt;But my name is Elisa Day&lt;br /&gt;Why they call me it I do not know&lt;br /&gt;For my name is Elisa Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one&lt;br /&gt;As she stared in my eyes and smiled&lt;br /&gt;For her lips were the colour of the roses&lt;br /&gt;That grew down the river, all bloody and wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he knocked on my door and entered the room&lt;br /&gt;My trembling subsided in his sure embrace&lt;br /&gt;He would be my first man, and with a careful hand&lt;br /&gt;He wiped at the tears that ran down my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day I brought her a flower&lt;br /&gt;She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow&lt;br /&gt;So sweet and scarlet and free?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day he came with a single red rose&lt;br /&gt;Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed&lt;br /&gt;He said, "if I show you the roses will you follow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day he took me to the river&lt;br /&gt;He showed me the roses and we kissed&lt;br /&gt;And the last thing I heard was a muttered word&lt;br /&gt;As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow&lt;br /&gt;And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief&lt;br /&gt;As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die"&lt;br /&gt;And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One More Chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around too late to see the fallen star&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep and never saw the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;I took your love for granted&lt;br /&gt;Thought luck was always on my side&lt;br /&gt;I turned around too late and you were gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Darlin' if you care for me&lt;br /&gt;Let me win your love&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;If you care for me,&lt;br /&gt;Be there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to play the queen of hearts and never thought I'd lose&lt;br /&gt;I rolled the dice but never showed my hand&lt;br /&gt;I planned it out so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;So you'd never leave a girl like me&lt;br /&gt;I was a fool, but now I understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the law of the land&lt;br /&gt;You play with fire and you'll get burned&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lesson I've learned&lt;br /&gt;That you don't know what you've got til it's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus, without last two lines)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;Let me win your love&lt;br /&gt;Darlin' please don't hesitate&lt;br /&gt;If you care for me,&lt;br /&gt;Be there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll See&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that I can't live without your love&lt;br /&gt;You'll see,&lt;br /&gt;You think I can't go on another day.&lt;br /&gt;You think I have nothing&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;You'll see&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, some way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that I can never laugh again&lt;br /&gt;You'll see,&lt;br /&gt;You think that you destroyed my faith in love.&lt;br /&gt;You think after all you've done&lt;br /&gt;I'll never find my way back home,&lt;br /&gt;You'll see&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anyone at all&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll survive&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll stay alive,&lt;br /&gt;All on my own&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anyone this time&lt;br /&gt;It will be mine&lt;br /&gt;No one can take it from me&lt;br /&gt;You'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that you are strong, but you are weak&lt;br /&gt;You'll see,&lt;br /&gt;It takes more strength to cry, admit defeat.&lt;br /&gt;I have truth on my side,&lt;br /&gt;You only have deceit&lt;br /&gt;You'll see, somehow, someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anyone at all&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll survive&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll stay alive,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand on my own&lt;br /&gt;I won't need anyone this time&lt;br /&gt;It will be mine&lt;br /&gt;No one can take it from me&lt;br /&gt;You'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take A Bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a bow, the night is over&lt;br /&gt;This masquerade is getting older&lt;br /&gt;Light are low, the curtains down&lt;br /&gt;There's no one here&lt;br /&gt;[There's no one here, there's no one in the crowd]&lt;br /&gt;Say your lines but do you feel them&lt;br /&gt;Do you mean what you say when there's no one around [no one around]&lt;br /&gt;Watching you, watching me, one lonely star&lt;br /&gt;[One lonely star you don't know who you are]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been in love with you [always with you]&lt;br /&gt;I guess you've always known it's true [you know it's true]&lt;br /&gt;You took my love for granted, why oh why&lt;br /&gt;The show is over, say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make them laugh, it comes so easy&lt;br /&gt;When you get to the part&lt;br /&gt;Where you're breaking my heart [breaking my heart]&lt;br /&gt;Hide behind your smile, all the world loves a clown&lt;br /&gt;[Just make 'em smile the whole world loves a clown]&lt;br /&gt;Wish you well, I cannot stay&lt;br /&gt;You deserve an award for the role that you played [role that you played]&lt;br /&gt;No more masquerade, you're one lonely star&lt;br /&gt;[One lonely star and you don't know who you are]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus, repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a stage [world is a stage]&lt;br /&gt;And everyone has their part [has their part]&lt;br /&gt;But how was I to know which way the story'd go&lt;br /&gt;How was I to know you'd break&lt;br /&gt;[You'd break, you'd break, you'd break]&lt;br /&gt;You'd break my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been in love with you&lt;br /&gt;[I've always been in love with you]&lt;br /&gt;Guess you've always known&lt;br /&gt;You took my love for granted, why oh why&lt;br /&gt;The show is over, say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;Say good-bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383477976743411?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111383477976743411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=111383477976743411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383477976743411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383477976743411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/04/khi-cn-ht-c-ngi-ta-sn.html' title='Khi còn hát được, người ta sến...'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-111383440694612289</id><published>2005-04-18T21:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:26:46.946+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll know you by heart, xxx :)</title><content type='html'>****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN ANOTHER LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my loving you &lt;br /&gt;could change the river's flow &lt;br /&gt;I would not let you drift away from me &lt;br /&gt;I'd never let go &lt;br /&gt;I want to be by your side &lt;br /&gt;but the water's too deep and wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another life &lt;br /&gt;In another place&lt;br /&gt;I have held you close &lt;br /&gt;I have known your grace &lt;br /&gt;in another world &lt;br /&gt;in another time &lt;br /&gt;you'll be mine &lt;br /&gt;you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I touched you now &lt;br /&gt;I'd only lose my mind &lt;br /&gt;in a cruel world we live in &lt;br /&gt;one life at a time &lt;br /&gt;I don't know where or when &lt;br /&gt;but we'll pass this way again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383440694612289?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111383440694612289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-111383434011244563</id><published>2005-04-18T21:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:45:54.346+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumba ....blalala</title><content type='html'>******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solenzara&lt;br /&gt;Paroles: Enrico Macias.&lt;br /&gt;Musique: Dominique Marfisi, Catherine Darbal, Bruno Bacara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur la plag' de Solenzara&lt;br /&gt;Nous nous sommes rencontrés,&lt;br /&gt;Un pêcheur et sa guitare&lt;br /&gt;Chantaient dans la nuit d'été&lt;br /&gt;Cette douce mélopée.&lt;br /&gt;Sur la plag' de Solenzara&lt;br /&gt;Chaque soir on a dansé&lt;br /&gt;Et le jour de ton départ&lt;br /&gt;J'ai compris que je t'aimais&lt;br /&gt;Et je ne t'ai plus quitée&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Refrain:}&lt;br /&gt;À Solenzara&lt;br /&gt;Oh ! chi dolce felicita&lt;br /&gt;À Solenzara&lt;br /&gt;più bènum si posta....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand j'entends la mélodie&lt;br /&gt;Qui m'a donné tant de joie&lt;br /&gt;Je sais que cette nuit-là&lt;br /&gt;Notre amour a pris sa vie&lt;br /&gt;Au cæur de Solenzara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Instrumental}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À Solenzara&lt;br /&gt;J'y reviendrai tous les étés&lt;br /&gt;À Solenzara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Più bènum si posta....&lt;br /&gt;Più bènum si posta....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La femme de mon ami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enrico Macias &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paroles et Musique: J.Demanry, P.R. Blanc, E.Macias 1962&lt;br /&gt;© 1962 - Disque Pathé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je sais pourquoi tu as pleuré&lt;br /&gt;Et tristement m'a regardé&lt;br /&gt;Je peux te prendre dans mes bras&lt;br /&gt;Pour embrasser tes yeux rougis&lt;br /&gt;Mais moi je n'en ai pas le droit&lt;br /&gt;Tu es la femme de mon ami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je sais pourquoi tu veux partir&lt;br /&gt;A moi tu ne peux pas mentir&lt;br /&gt;Je peux te prendre dans mes bras&lt;br /&gt;Et t'arracher à cette vie&lt;br /&gt;Mais ça je n'en ai pas le droit&lt;br /&gt;Tu es la femme de mon ami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je sens mon cœur tout déchiré&lt;br /&gt;Entre l'amour et l'amitié&lt;br /&gt;Que je ne peux départager&lt;br /&gt;Je sais pourquoi tu as quitté&lt;br /&gt;Celui qui n'a pas su t'aimer&lt;br /&gt;Et moi je t'ai laissé partir&lt;br /&gt;A la recherche de ta vie&lt;br /&gt;En moi je n'ai qu'un souvenir&lt;br /&gt;Tu es la femme de mon amie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je sais pourquoi tu veux chanter&lt;br /&gt;Et pourquoi tu m'as regardé&lt;br /&gt;Je peux te prendre dans mes bras&lt;br /&gt;Car aujourd'hui j'en ai le droit&lt;br /&gt;Tu es pour moi depuis toujours&lt;br /&gt;Le vrai visage de l'amour&lt;br /&gt;Pourtant jamais nous ne vivrons&lt;br /&gt;Au cœur de la même chanson&lt;br /&gt;Au cœur de la même maison&lt;br /&gt;Je voudrais que tu ai compris&lt;br /&gt;Que si je t'aime tu es aussi&lt;br /&gt;Pour moi la femme de mon ami, de mon ami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai pas changé&lt;br /&gt;Julio Iglésias &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paroles: Claude Lemesle. Musique: D.Ramos 1979&lt;br /&gt;Titre original: "No vengo ni voy"&lt;br /&gt;© 1979 -Sony Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai pas changé&lt;br /&gt;Je suis toujours ce jeune homme étranger&lt;br /&gt;Qui te chantait des romances&lt;br /&gt;Qui t'inventait des dimanches&lt;br /&gt;Qui te faisaient voyager&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai pas changé&lt;br /&gt;Je suis toujours ce garçon un peu fou&lt;br /&gt;Qui te parlait d'Amérique&lt;br /&gt;Et n'était pas assez riche&lt;br /&gt;Pour t'emmener à Corfou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Refrain:}&lt;br /&gt;Et toi non plus tu n'as pas changé&lt;br /&gt;Toujours le même parfum léger&lt;br /&gt;Toujours le même petit sourire&lt;br /&gt;Qui en dit long sans vraiment le dire&lt;br /&gt;Non toi non plus tu n'as pas changé&lt;br /&gt;J'avais envie de te protéger&lt;br /&gt;De te garder de t'appartenir&lt;br /&gt;J'avais envie de te revenir&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai pas changé&lt;br /&gt;Je suis toujours l'apprenti baladin&lt;br /&gt;Qui t'écrivait des poèmes&lt;br /&gt;Qui commençaient par je t'aime&lt;br /&gt;Et finissaient par aimer&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai pas changé&lt;br /&gt;Je prends toujours le chemin qui me plaît&lt;br /&gt;Un seul chemin sur la terre&lt;br /&gt;A réussi à me plaire&lt;br /&gt;Celui qu'ensemble on suivait&lt;br /&gt;{au Refrain, 2x} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tu danses avec lui&lt;br /&gt;C. Jérôme &lt;br /&gt;Paroles: J.Albertini. Musique: D.Barbelivien 1985&lt;br /&gt;© 1985 - Disque Pathé Marconi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu n'as jamais dansé aussi bien que ce soir&lt;br /&gt;Je regarde briller tes cheveux blonds dans le noir&lt;br /&gt;Tu n'as jamais souris si tendrement je crois&lt;br /&gt;Tu es la plus jolie tu ne me regardes pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tu danses avec lui la tête sur son épaule&lt;br /&gt;Tu fermes un peu les yeux c'est ton plus mauvais rôle&lt;br /&gt;Et tu danses avec lui abandonnée heureuse&lt;br /&gt;Tu as toute la nuit pour en être amoureuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis mal dans ma peau j'ai envie de partir&lt;br /&gt;Il y a toujours un slow pour me voler ton sourire&lt;br /&gt;Et tu flirtes avec lui moi tout seul dans mon coin&lt;br /&gt;Je n'sais plus qui je suis je ne me souviens plus de rien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tu danses avec lui la tête sur son épaule&lt;br /&gt;Tu fermes un peu les yeux c'est ton plus mauvais rôle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tu danses avec lui abandonnée heureuse&lt;br /&gt;Tu as toute la nuit pour en être amoureuse&lt;br /&gt;Et tu danses avec lui, et tu danses avec lui&lt;br /&gt;Et tu danses avec lui, et tu danses avec lui&lt;br /&gt;Avec lui !&lt;br /&gt;Lui !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383434011244563?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111383434011244563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=111383434011244563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383434011244563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383434011244563'/><link 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kiss,&lt;br /&gt;won't you stay another day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know we've come too far now,&lt;br /&gt;just to go and try to throw it all away.&lt;br /&gt;Thought I heard you say you love me,&lt;br /&gt;that your love was gonna be here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I've only just begun to know you,&lt;br /&gt;all I can say is won't you stay just one more day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch your face while you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;and hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;don't understand what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;Good times we had return to haunt me,&lt;br /&gt;though it's for you,&lt;br /&gt;all that I do seems to be wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383365496176768?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111383365496176768/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-111383291635844749</id><published>2005-04-18T21:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:01:56.360+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ochelarist...</title><content type='html'>*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lênh đênh&lt;br /&gt;Hồng Đăng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Có một con đường như đợi một con suối&lt;br /&gt;Có một ngọn gió bay tìm một ngọn núi&lt;br /&gt;Có một cánh rừng chờ một cánh chim đêm&lt;br /&gt;Tiếng hát lênh đênh mong một phút bình yên.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Có hai nỗi nhớ xôn xao gió triền đê&lt;br /&gt;Có hai con tim chung một lối đi về.&lt;br /&gt;Trời xanh thế, đời xanh thế&lt;br /&gt;Lênh đênh những vì sao xa.&lt;br /&gt;Hai đứa như hai vầng mây.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai đứa như hai vầng mây xa.&lt;br /&gt;Trôi trên sóng bồng bềnh bồng bềnh.&lt;br /&gt;Bao tháng năm đã từng trôi qua&lt;br /&gt;Mà sao vẫn lênh đênh lênh đênh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anh đã đi suốt dọc chân mây&lt;br /&gt;Xa xôi lắm mặt trời, mặt trời.&lt;br /&gt;Câu hát xưa đã từng mê say&lt;br /&gt;Chiều nay gió đưa đi xa khơi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai đứa như hai vì sao xa&lt;br /&gt;Nào đâu có lại gần lại gần.&lt;br /&gt;Bao tháng năm đã từng trôi qua&lt;br /&gt;Đời như mãi bâng khuâng bâng khuâng...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383291635844749?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111383291635844749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=111383291635844749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383291635844749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111383291635844749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/04/ochelarist.html' title='Ochelarist...'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-111383250010895375</id><published>2005-04-18T20:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:55:00.110+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nhung bai hat ngay xua, sao ta con hat mai?</title><content type='html'>************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean-Jacques Lafon LE GEANT DE PAPIER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Demandez-moi de combattre le diable&lt;br /&gt;D'aller défier les dragons du néant&lt;br /&gt;De vous construire des tours, des cathédrales&lt;br /&gt;Sur des sables mouvants&lt;br /&gt;Demandez-moi de briser les montagnes&lt;br /&gt;D'aller plonger dans la gueule des volcans&lt;br /&gt;Tout me paraît réalisable, et pourtant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand je la regarde, moi l'homme loup au cœur d'acier&lt;br /&gt;Devant son corps de femme, je suis un géant de papier&lt;br /&gt;Quand je la caresse et que j'ai peur de l'éveiller&lt;br /&gt;De toute ma tendresse, je suis un géant de papier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demandez-moi de réduire en poussière&lt;br /&gt;Cette planète où un dieu se perdrait&lt;br /&gt;Elle est pour moi comme une fourmilière&lt;br /&gt;Qu'on écrase du pied&lt;br /&gt;Demandez-moi de tuer la lumière&lt;br /&gt;Et d'arrêter ce soir le cours du temps&lt;br /&gt;Tout me paraît réalisable, et pourtant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand je la regarde, moi l'homme loup au cœur d'acier&lt;br /&gt;Devant son corps de femme, je suis un géant de papier&lt;br /&gt;Quand je la caresse et que j'ai peur de l'éveiller&lt;br /&gt;De toute ma tendresse, je suis un géant de papier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{instrumental}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand je la regarde, moi l'homme loup au cœur d'acier&lt;br /&gt;Devant son cœur de femme, je suis un géant de papier &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nacash - ELLE IMAGINE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle a dans ses yeux noirs&lt;br /&gt;Toute une histoire qui n'est pas son histoire,&lt;br /&gt;Elle porte en elle des chemins d'exil&lt;br /&gt;Des grands soleils, d'anciens matins d'avril,&lt;br /&gt;Elle est comme orpheline d'une autre vie,&lt;br /&gt;Elle sait qu'elle vient du Sud par amnésie...&lt;br /&gt;Y a tant de rires, y a tant de larmes vécus&lt;br /&gt;Comme dans un film qu'elle n'a pas vu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain]&lt;br /&gt;Elle imagine... Elle imagine&lt;br /&gt;La chaleur immobile des villes blanches&lt;br /&gt;Elle imagine, ces musiques qu'on connaît&lt;br /&gt;Des chagrins et des peines&lt;br /&gt;Sous le soleil.&lt;br /&gt;Elle imagine... Elle imagine&lt;br /&gt;Tous ces rires d'enfants dans les ruelles&lt;br /&gt;Elle imagine, des mains qui disent adieu,&lt;br /&gt;Des larmes dans les yeux,&lt;br /&gt;Sous le ciel bleu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est comme une enfant&lt;br /&gt;Qui rêve de voir au delà des miroirs&lt;br /&gt;Malgré ses peurs, elle voudrait refaire&lt;br /&gt;De tout son être, aux racines de son coeur&lt;br /&gt;David a bien vaincu tous les géants&lt;br /&gt;L'espoir a bien ouvert les océans.&lt;br /&gt;Ya tant de larmes, dans ses yeux pleins d'espoir,&lt;br /&gt;Ya tant d'envies de tout savoir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle imagine... Elle imagine&lt;br /&gt;Dans le chemin des larmes et des regrets&lt;br /&gt;Elle imagine... Elle imagine&lt;br /&gt;Dans les miroirs du temps&lt;br /&gt;Qu'ils étaient simplement des gens heureux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Françoise Hardy - LE TEMPS DE L'AMOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est le temps de l'amour&lt;br /&gt;Le temps des copains&lt;br /&gt;Et de l'aventure&lt;br /&gt;Quand le temps va et vient&lt;br /&gt;On ne pense à rien&lt;br /&gt;Malgré ses blessures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car le temps de l'amour&lt;br /&gt;C'est long et c'est court&lt;br /&gt;Ça dure toujours&lt;br /&gt;On s'en souvient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On se dit qu'à vingt ans&lt;br /&gt;On est le roi du monde&lt;br /&gt;Et qu'éternellement&lt;br /&gt;Il y aura dans nos yeux&lt;br /&gt;Tout le ciel bleu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est le temps de l'amour&lt;br /&gt;Le temps des copains&lt;br /&gt;Et de l'aventure&lt;br /&gt;Quand le temps va et vient&lt;br /&gt;On ne pense à rien&lt;br /&gt;Malgré ses blessures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car le temps de l'amour&lt;br /&gt;Ça vous met au coeur&lt;br /&gt;Beaucoup de chaleur&lt;br /&gt;Et de bonheur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un beau jour c'est l'amour&lt;br /&gt;Et le coeur bat plus vite&lt;br /&gt;Car la vie suit son cours&lt;br /&gt;Et l'on est tout heureux&lt;br /&gt;D'être amoureux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est le temps de l'amour&lt;br /&gt;Le temps des copains&lt;br /&gt;Et de l'aventure&lt;br /&gt;Quand le temps va et vient&lt;br /&gt;On ne pense à rien&lt;br /&gt;Malgré ses blessures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car le temps de l'amour&lt;br /&gt;C'est long et c'est court&lt;br /&gt;Ça dure toujours&lt;br /&gt;On s'en souvient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LES FEUILLES MORTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ! je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes &lt;br /&gt;Des jours heureux où nous étions amis. &lt;br /&gt;En ce temps-là la vie était plus belle, &lt;br /&gt;Et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle. &lt;br /&gt;Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié... &lt;br /&gt;Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle, &lt;br /&gt;Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et le vent du nord les emporte &lt;br /&gt;Dans la nuit froide de l'oublie. &lt;br /&gt;Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié &lt;br /&gt;La chanson que tu me chantais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain &lt;br /&gt;C'est une chanson qui nous ressemble. &lt;br /&gt;Toi, tu m'aimais et je t'aimais &lt;br /&gt;Et nous vivions tous deux ensemble, &lt;br /&gt;Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment, &lt;br /&gt;Tout doucement, sans faire de bruit &lt;br /&gt;Et la mer efface sur le sable &lt;br /&gt;Les pas des amants désunis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111383250010895375?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-111372661871334750</id><published>2005-04-17T15:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T15:30:18.713+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Away</title><content type='html'>**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Only Love I had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written and recorded by Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time &lt;br /&gt;A long time ago &lt;br /&gt;I thought that I should leave you &lt;br /&gt;I thought that you should go &lt;br /&gt;I never really said goodbye &lt;br /&gt;I never even heard you cry &lt;br /&gt;And after all this time, it's hard to say &lt;br /&gt;The only love I had, I sent away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but you were young&lt;br /&gt;Younger than I knew &lt;br /&gt;I hope you can forgive me &lt;br /&gt;I was younger too &lt;br /&gt;I really thought that I could see &lt;br /&gt;What was best for you and me &lt;br /&gt;Though after all this time, it's hard to say &lt;br /&gt;'Cause the only love I had, I sent away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes as I lay here in the dark &lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you're sleeping &lt;br /&gt;If you think of me at all &lt;br /&gt;Are you warm? &lt;br /&gt;Are you happy where you are? &lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes feel like weeping &lt;br /&gt;When the summers turn to fall? &lt;br /&gt;Do you think of me at all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I send this out &lt;br /&gt;Wherever you may be &lt;br /&gt;To tell you I still love you &lt;br /&gt;You're still a part of me &lt;br /&gt;And if you could ever find a way &lt;br /&gt;I'll be hoping for the day &lt;br /&gt;When you can smile at me and tell me it's okay &lt;br /&gt;That the only love I had, I sent away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-10327760.post-111364343806219018</id><published>2005-04-16T16:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T16:23:58.063+07:00</updated><title type='text'>In your dreams!</title><content type='html'>************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams Are My Reality !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met you by surprise,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize &lt;br /&gt;that my life would change forever &lt;br /&gt;Saw you standing there, &lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I cared &lt;br /&gt;there was something special in the air &lt;br /&gt;Dreams are my reality, &lt;br /&gt;the only kind of real fantasy &lt;br /&gt;Illusions are a common thing &lt;br /&gt;I try to live in dreams &lt;br /&gt;It seems as if it's meant to be &lt;br /&gt;Dreams are my reality, &lt;br /&gt;a different kind of reality &lt;br /&gt;I dream of loving in the night &lt;br /&gt;And loving seems alright &lt;br /&gt;Although it's only fantasy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do exist, &lt;br /&gt;honey don't resist &lt;br /&gt;show me a new way of loving &lt;br /&gt;Tell me that it's true, &lt;br /&gt;show me what to do &lt;br /&gt;I feel something special about you &lt;br /&gt;Dreams are my reality, &lt;br /&gt;the only kind of reality &lt;br /&gt;may be my foolishness has past &lt;br /&gt;And may be now at last &lt;br /&gt;I'll see how a real thing can be &lt;br /&gt;Dreams are my reality, &lt;br /&gt;a wonderous world where I like to be &lt;br /&gt;I dream of holding you all night &lt;br /&gt;and holding you seems right &lt;br /&gt;perhaps that's my reality &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met you by surprise, &lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize &lt;br /&gt;that my life would change forever &lt;br /&gt;Tell me that it's true, &lt;br /&gt;feelings that are cue&lt;br /&gt;I feel something special about you &lt;br /&gt;Dreams are my reality, &lt;br /&gt;a wonderous world where I like to be &lt;br /&gt;Illusions are a common thing &lt;br /&gt;I try to live in dreams &lt;br /&gt;although it's only fantasy &lt;br /&gt;Dreams are my reality, &lt;br /&gt;I like to dream of you close to me &lt;br /&gt;I dream of loving in the night &lt;br /&gt;and loving you seems right &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's my reality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111364343806219018?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111364343806219018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=111364343806219018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Composed by Vladimir Cosma &lt;br /&gt;Performed by Cook Da Books &lt;br /&gt;Soundtrack from  "La Boum 2" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.friends.com.ru/marceau/audio/yelb.mp3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes opened wide as I looked your way,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't hide what they meant to say,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lost in a crowded room,&lt;br /&gt;It's too soon for a new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you smile your eyes show your heart&lt;br /&gt;Lost inside a suit torn apart,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling alone with people around,&lt;br /&gt;True love is hard to find now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you're so misunderstood,&lt;br /&gt;I'd explain if only I could.&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me this time it's real,&lt;br /&gt;The way that I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes like the blue in the summer skies,&lt;br /&gt;Caught my gaze as I looked across,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lost in a magic maze,&lt;br /&gt;It's too soon for a new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't hide that look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Opened wide you seem so surprised,&lt;br /&gt;Searching around for somebody new,&lt;br /&gt;True love is hard to find now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you smile your eyes show your heart,&lt;br /&gt;I feel mine is falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see the way that I feel,&lt;br /&gt;My loving is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes opened wide as I looked your way,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't hide what they meant to say,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lost in a crowded room,&lt;br /&gt;It's too soon for a new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you smile your eyes show your heart&lt;br /&gt;Lost inside a suit torn apart,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling alone with people around,&lt;br /&gt;True love is hard to find now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you're so misunderstood,&lt;br /&gt;I'd explain if only I could.&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me this time it's real,&lt;br /&gt;The way that I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're lost your eyes show you how&lt;br /&gt;I should like to know I'm apart,&lt;br /&gt;When your eyes shine I'll know you're mine&lt;br /&gt;For all of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111364233214051399?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.friends.com.ru/marceau/audio/yelb.mp3' title='When you smile...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/111364233214051399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=111364233214051399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111364233214051399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/111364233214051399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/04/when-you-smile.html' title='When you smile...'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-111347971921854297</id><published>2005-04-14T18:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:36:23.423+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by Marty Panzer, music by Barry Manilow &lt;br /&gt;recorded by Barry Manilow &lt;br /&gt;appears on many albums including "Greatest Hits", &lt;br /&gt;"Manilow Magic", and "The Songs: 1975-1990" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now when there's someone else who cares, &lt;br /&gt;When there's someone home who's waiting just for me. &lt;br /&gt;Even Now I think about you as I'm climbing up the stairs, &lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what to do so she won't see &lt;br /&gt;That Even Now when I have come so far, &lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you are, &lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it's still so hard without you, &lt;br /&gt;Even Now when I come shining through, &lt;br /&gt;I swear I think of you, and how I wish you knew, &lt;br /&gt;Even Now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Now when I know it wasn't right, &lt;br /&gt;And I've found a better life than what we had &lt;br /&gt;Even Now I wake up crying in the middle of the night, &lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe it still could hurt so bad. &lt;br /&gt;Even Now when I have I have come so far, &lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you are, &lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it's still so hard without you, &lt;br /&gt;Even Now when I come shining through, &lt;br /&gt;I swear I think of you, and how I wish you knew, &lt;br /&gt;Even Now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Now when I never hear your name, &lt;br /&gt;And the world has changed so much since you've been gone. &lt;br /&gt;Even Now I still remember and the feelings still the same, &lt;br /&gt;And this pain inside of me goes on and on Even Now. &lt;br /&gt;I have come so far, &lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you are, &lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it's still so hard without you, &lt;br /&gt;Even Now when I come shining through, &lt;br /&gt;I swear I think of you, and how I wish you knew, &lt;br /&gt;Even Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to Say Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea Bocelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sono solo&lt;br /&gt;sogno all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;e mancan le parole&lt;br /&gt;si lo so che non c'?luce&lt;br /&gt;in una stanza&lt;br /&gt;quando manca il sole&lt;br /&gt;se non ci sei tu con me, con me.&lt;br /&gt;Su le finestre&lt;br /&gt;mostra a tutti il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;che hai acceso&lt;br /&gt;chiudi dentro me&lt;br /&gt;la luce che&lt;br /&gt;hai incontrato per strada &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;paesi che non ho mai&lt;br /&gt;veduto e vissuto con te&lt;br /&gt;adesso si li vivro.&lt;br /&gt;Con te partiro&lt;br /&gt;su navi per mari&lt;br /&gt;che io lo so&lt;br /&gt;no no non esistono piu&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sei lontana&lt;br /&gt;sogno all'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;e mancan le parole&lt;br /&gt;e io si lo so&lt;br /&gt;che sei con me con me&lt;br /&gt;tu mia luna tu sei qui con me&lt;br /&gt;mio sole tu sei qui con me&lt;br /&gt;con me con me con me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;paesi che non ho mai&lt;br /&gt;veduto e vissuto con te&lt;br /&gt;adesso si li vivro.&lt;br /&gt;Con te partiro&lt;br /&gt;su navi per mari&lt;br /&gt;che io lo so&lt;br /&gt;no no non esistono piu &lt;br /&gt;con te io li rivivro.&lt;br /&gt;Con te partiro&lt;br /&gt;su navi per mari&lt;br /&gt;che io lo so&lt;br /&gt;no no non esistono piu &lt;br /&gt;con te io li rivivro.&lt;br /&gt;Con te partiro&lt;br /&gt;Io con te. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to Say Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;I dream on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;and words fail;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I know there is no light&lt;br /&gt;in a room&lt;br /&gt;where the sun is not there&lt;br /&gt;if you are not with me.&lt;br /&gt;At the windows&lt;br /&gt;show everyone my heart&lt;br /&gt;which you set alight;&lt;br /&gt;enclose within me &lt;br /&gt;the light you&lt;br /&gt;encountered on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to say goodbye, &lt;br /&gt;to countries I never &lt;br /&gt;saw and shared with you,&lt;br /&gt;now, yes, I shall experience them,&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you&lt;br /&gt;on ships across seas&lt;br /&gt;which, I know,&lt;br /&gt;no, no, exist no longer;&lt;br /&gt;with you I shall experience them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are far away &lt;br /&gt;I dream on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;and words fail,&lt;br /&gt;and yes, I know&lt;br /&gt;that you are with me;&lt;br /&gt;you, my moon, are here with me,&lt;br /&gt;my sun, you are here with me.&lt;br /&gt;with me, with me, with me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to say goodbye, &lt;br /&gt;to countries I never &lt;br /&gt;saw and shared with you,&lt;br /&gt;now, yes, I shall experience them,&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you&lt;br /&gt;on ships across seas&lt;br /&gt;which, I know,&lt;br /&gt;no, no, exist no longer;&lt;br /&gt;with you I shall re-experience them.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you&lt;br /&gt;on ships across seas&lt;br /&gt;which, I know,&lt;br /&gt;no, no, exist no longer;&lt;br /&gt;with you I shall re-experience them.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you,&lt;br /&gt;I with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111347971921854297?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;It's a sad, sad situation&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting more and more absurd&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, so sad&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we talk it over&lt;br /&gt;Oh it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;That sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to be heard&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when lightning strikes me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do&lt;br /&gt;When sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when lightning strikes me &lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do &lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do &lt;br /&gt;When sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-111296872705614855?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-110830855013765375</id><published>2005-02-13T22:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:29:10.136+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sắc sắc không không ...</title><content type='html'>.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till There was You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from "The Music Man" &lt;br /&gt;written by Meredith Wilson &lt;br /&gt;recorded by Ray Charles &lt;br /&gt;also recorded on "With the Beatles" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were bells on the hill &lt;br /&gt;But I never heard them ringing &lt;br /&gt;No, I never heard them at all &lt;br /&gt;Till there was you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were birds in the sky &lt;br /&gt;But I never saw them winging &lt;br /&gt;No, I never saw them at all &lt;br /&gt;Till there was you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was music, &lt;br /&gt;And there were wonderful roses &lt;br /&gt;They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was love all around &lt;br /&gt;But I never heard it singing &lt;br /&gt;No I never heard it at all &lt;br /&gt;Till there was you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was love all around &lt;br /&gt;But I never heard it singing &lt;br /&gt;No I never heard it at all &lt;br /&gt;Till there was you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till there was you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110830855013765375?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110830855013765375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>You'll see!</title><content type='html'>XXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Will Survive &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Dino Fekaris &amp; Freddie Perren &lt;br /&gt;recorded by Gloria Gaynor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was afraid, I was petrified &lt;br /&gt;Kept thinkin' I could never live without you by my side &lt;br /&gt;But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong &lt;br /&gt;And I grew strong &lt;br /&gt;And I learned how to get along &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so you're back from outer space &lt;br /&gt;I just walked in to find you here, with that sad look upon your face &lt;br /&gt;I should have changed that stupid lock &lt;br /&gt;I should have made you leave your key &lt;br /&gt;If I had known for just one second you'd be back to bother me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on now, go walk out the door &lt;br /&gt;Just turn around now &lt;br /&gt;'Coz you're not welcome anymore &lt;br /&gt;Weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye? &lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd crumble? &lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die? &lt;br /&gt;Oh no not I, I will survive &lt;br /&gt;For as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive &lt;br /&gt;I've got all my life to live &lt;br /&gt;And I've got all my love to give &lt;br /&gt;I'll survive &lt;br /&gt;I will survive &lt;br /&gt;Hey hey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took all the strength I had not to fall apart &lt;br /&gt;Just trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart &lt;br /&gt;And I spent oh so many nights just feeling sorry for myself &lt;br /&gt;I used to cry, but now I hold my head up high &lt;br /&gt;And you see me, somebody new &lt;br /&gt;I'm not that chained up little person still in love with you &lt;br /&gt;And so you felt like dropping in and just expect me to be free &lt;br /&gt;But now I'm savin' all my lovin' for someone who's lovin' me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on now, go walk out the door &lt;br /&gt;Just turn around now&lt;br /&gt;You're not welcome anymore &lt;br /&gt;Weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye? &lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd crumble? &lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die? &lt;br /&gt;Oh no not I, I will survive &lt;br /&gt;Oh as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive &lt;br /&gt;I've got all my life to live &lt;br /&gt;And I've got all my love to give &lt;br /&gt;I'll survive &lt;br /&gt;I will survive &lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now, go walk out the door &lt;br /&gt;Just turn around now &lt;br /&gt;'Coz you're not welcome anymore&lt;br /&gt;Weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye? &lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd crumble? &lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die? &lt;br /&gt;Oh no not I, I will survive &lt;br /&gt;Oh as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive &lt;br /&gt;I've got all my life to live &lt;br /&gt;And I've got all my love to give &lt;br /&gt;I'll survive &lt;br /&gt;I will survive &lt;br /&gt;I will survive ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110830839142836546?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110830839142836546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110830839142836546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110830839142836546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110830839142836546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/02/youll-see.html' title='You&apos;ll see!'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-110830828362159011</id><published>2005-02-13T22:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:24:43.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Also this! XXXXXXXXXXXXX :)</title><content type='html'>...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Still You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music by Ennio Morricone (from the "Malena" soundtrack, end-titles) (?)&lt;br /&gt;lyrics written by Linda Thompson &lt;br /&gt;recorded by Josh Groban on his album "Josh Groban"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkness, &lt;br /&gt;I can see your light&lt;br /&gt;And you will always shine &lt;br /&gt;And I can feel your heart in mine &lt;br /&gt;Your face I've memorized &lt;br /&gt;I idolize just you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up to everything you are &lt;br /&gt;In my eyes you do no wrong &lt;br /&gt;I've loved you for so long &lt;br /&gt;And after all is said and done &lt;br /&gt;You're still you &lt;br /&gt;After all, you're still you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk past me &lt;br /&gt;I can feel your pain &lt;br /&gt;Time changes everything &lt;br /&gt;One truth always stays the same &lt;br /&gt;You're still you &lt;br /&gt;After all, you're still you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up to everything you are&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes you do no wrong &lt;br /&gt;And I believe in you &lt;br /&gt;Although you never asked me to &lt;br /&gt;I will remember you &lt;br /&gt;And what life put you through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this cruel and lonely world &lt;br /&gt;I found one love &lt;br /&gt;You're still you &lt;br /&gt;After all, you're still you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110830828362159011?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110830828362159011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110830828362159011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110830828362159011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110830828362159011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/02/also-this-xxxxxxxxxxxxx.html' title='Also this! XXXXXXXXXXXXX :)'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-110830811274189426</id><published>2005-02-13T22:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:21:52.743+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember this!</title><content type='html'>.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've Got a Friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by by Carole King &lt;br /&gt;Recorded by James Taylor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down and troubled &lt;br /&gt;And you need a helping hand &lt;br /&gt;And nothing, whoa nothing is going right. &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and think of me &lt;br /&gt;And soon I will be there &lt;br /&gt;To brighten up even your darkest nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name, &lt;br /&gt;And you know whereever I am &lt;br /&gt;I'll come running, oh yeah baby &lt;br /&gt;To see you again. &lt;br /&gt;Winter, spring, summer, or fall, &lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is call &lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sky above you &lt;br /&gt;Should turn dark and full of clouds &lt;br /&gt;And that old north wind should begin to blow &lt;br /&gt;Keep your head together and call my name out loud &lt;br /&gt;And soon I will be knocking upon your door. &lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name and you know where ever I am &lt;br /&gt;I'll come running to see you again. &lt;br /&gt;Winter, spring, summer or fall &lt;br /&gt;All you got to do is call &lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend? &lt;br /&gt;People can be so cold. &lt;br /&gt;They'll hurt you and desert you. &lt;br /&gt;Well they'll take your soul if you let them. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, but don't you let them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name and you know wherever I am &lt;br /&gt;I'll come running to see you again. &lt;br /&gt;Oh babe, don't you know that, &lt;br /&gt;Winter spring summer or fall, &lt;br /&gt;Hey now, all you've got to do is call. &lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'll be there, yes I will. &lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend. &lt;br /&gt;Ain't it good to know you've got a friend. &lt;br /&gt;Ain't it good to know you've got a friend. &lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110830811274189426?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-110830795228662986</id><published>2005-02-13T22:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:19:12.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess, it's for you!</title><content type='html'>....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere Out There &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Cynthia Weil, Barry Mann and James Horner &lt;br /&gt;from the movie "An American Tail" &lt;br /&gt;recorded by Linda Ronstadt and James Ingram (1987) &lt;br /&gt;also recorded by Kenny Loggins on the album "Return to Pooh Corner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight &lt;br /&gt;Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer &lt;br /&gt;That we'll find one another in that dream somewhere out there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I know how very far apart we are &lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we might be wishin' on the same bright star &lt;br /&gt;And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby &lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere out there if love can see us through &lt;br /&gt;(love can see us through) &lt;br /&gt;Then we'll be together somewhere out there &lt;br /&gt;Out where dreams come true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transcribed by Robin Hood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110830795228662986?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-110830774944431186</id><published>2005-02-13T22:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:15:49.446+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chíp đỉnh cao :)</title><content type='html'>.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're All Alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Boz Scaggs &lt;br /&gt;Recorded by Boz Scaggs on "Silk Degrees" &lt;br /&gt;Also recorded by Rita Coolidge &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the rain begins &lt;br /&gt;And it may never end &lt;br /&gt;So cry no more, on the shore a dream &lt;br /&gt;Will take us out to sea &lt;br /&gt;Forevermore, forevermore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and dream &lt;br /&gt;And you can be with me &lt;br /&gt;'Neath the waves, through the cave of hours &lt;br /&gt;Long forgotten now &lt;br /&gt;We're all alone, we're all alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close the window, calm the light &lt;br /&gt;And it will be all right &lt;br /&gt;No need to bother now &lt;br /&gt;Let it out, let it all begin &lt;br /&gt;Learn how to pretend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a story's told &lt;br /&gt;It can't help but grow old &lt;br /&gt;Roses do, lovers too, so cast &lt;br /&gt;Your seasons to the wind &lt;br /&gt;And hold me dear, oh, hold me dear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close the window, calm the light &lt;br /&gt;And it will be all right &lt;br /&gt;No need to bother now &lt;br /&gt;Let it out, let it all begin &lt;br /&gt;All's forgotten now &lt;br /&gt;We're all alone, all alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close the window, calm the light &lt;br /&gt;And it will be all right &lt;br /&gt;No need to bother now &lt;br /&gt;Let it out, let it all begin &lt;br /&gt;Owe it to the wind, my love &lt;br /&gt;Oh, hold me dear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's forgotten now, my love, &lt;br /&gt;We're all alone, we're all alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transcribed by tpeach@gte.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110830774944431186?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110830774944431186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110830774944431186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110830774944431186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110830774944431186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/02/chp-nh-cao.html' title='Chíp đỉnh cao :)'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-110830764859537654</id><published>2005-02-13T22:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:14:08.596+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you baby :)</title><content type='html'>..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't Take My Eyes Off You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Gaudio/Crewe &lt;br /&gt;recorded by Frankie Valli And The Four Seasons &lt;br /&gt;recorded as a medley with "Goin' Out of My Head" by the Lettermen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true. &lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you. &lt;br /&gt;You'd be like heaven to touch. &lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you so much. &lt;br /&gt;At long last love has arrived. &lt;br /&gt;And I thank God I'm alive. &lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true. &lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the way that I stare. &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to compare. &lt;br /&gt;The sight of you leaves me weak. &lt;br /&gt;There are no words left to speak. &lt;br /&gt;But if you feel like I feel. &lt;br /&gt;Please let me know that it's real. &lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true. &lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby, and if it's quite all right, &lt;br /&gt;I need you baby to warm the lonely night. &lt;br /&gt;I love you baby. &lt;br /&gt;Trust in me when I say: &lt;br /&gt;Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down, I pray. &lt;br /&gt;Oh pretty baby, now that I found you. Stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me love you, baby. Let me love you ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby, and if it's quite allright, &lt;br /&gt;I need you baby to warm the lonely night. &lt;br /&gt;I love you baby. &lt;br /&gt;Trust in me when I say: &lt;br /&gt;Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down, I pray. &lt;br /&gt;Oh pretty baby, now that I found you. Stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pretty baby. Trust in me when I say: Oh pretty baby ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110830764859537654?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110830764859537654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110830764859537654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110830764859537654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110830764859537654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-love-you-baby.html' title='I love you baby :)'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-110830748859816526</id><published>2005-02-13T22:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:11:28.600+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics by Martin Charnin, &lt;br /&gt;music by Charles Strouse &lt;br /&gt;from the musical "Annie" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun'll come out, tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;There'll be sun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinkin' about, tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow &lt;br /&gt;'Til there's none &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey, and lonely &lt;br /&gt;I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say &lt;br /&gt;Ooh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun'll come out, tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;So you gotta hang on 'til tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Come what may &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;You're only, a day away &lt;br /&gt;To-morrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;You're always, a day a-way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transcribed by merrystar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110830748859816526?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-110684608492182260</id><published>2005-01-28T01:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T00:14:44.920+07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the mood for love </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;More Today Than Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiral Staircase&lt;br /&gt;written by Pat Upton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what day it was&lt;br /&gt;I didn't notice what time it was&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I fell in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And if all my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;I'll be spending time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day's a new day in love with you&lt;br /&gt;With each day comes a new way of loving you&lt;br /&gt;Every time I kiss your lips my mind starts to wander&lt;br /&gt;And if all my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;I'll be spending time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I love you more today than yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But not as much as tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I love you more today than yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But, darling, not as much as tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's date means springtime's just a day away&lt;br /&gt;Cupid, we don't need ya now, be on your way&lt;br /&gt;I thank the lord for love like ours that grows ever stronger&lt;br /&gt;And I always will be true&lt;br /&gt;I know you feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I love you more today than yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But not as much as tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I love you more today than yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But only half as much as tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day's a new day, every time I love ya&lt;br /&gt;Every way's a new way, every time I love ya&lt;br /&gt;Every day's a new day, oh, how I love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transcribed by missewon (missewon@earthlink.net)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110684608492182260?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110684608492182260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110684608492182260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110684608492182260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110684608492182260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/01/in-mood-for-love.html' title='In the mood for love '/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-110684557313950715</id><published>2005-01-28T01:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T22:58:27.423+07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Someone, with love and so much hope xxx</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Nống :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodnight My Someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Meredith Willson&lt;br /&gt;From "The Music Man"&lt;br /&gt;As sung by Shirley Jones, © 1962 Warner Bros. Records Inc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight, my someone, goodnight, my love.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight, my someone, sleep tight, my love.&lt;br /&gt;Our star is shining its brightest light,&lt;br /&gt;For goodnight, my love, for goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams be yours, dear, if dreams there be&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish they may and I wish they might.&lt;br /&gt;Now goodnight, my someone, goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love can be whispered from heart to heart,&lt;br /&gt;When lovers are parted they say.&lt;br /&gt;But I must depend on a wish and a star&lt;br /&gt;As long as my heart doesn't know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams be yours, dear, if dreams there be&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish they may and I wish they might.&lt;br /&gt;Now goodnight, my someone, goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight! Goodnight! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Might Be You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Theme from 'Tootsie') &lt;br /&gt;Artist(Band):Stephen Bishop &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time... I've been passing time watching trains go by&lt;br /&gt;All of my life...&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the sand, watching seabirds fly&lt;br /&gt;Wishing there would be&lt;br /&gt;Someone waiting home for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's telling me it might be you&lt;br /&gt;It's telling me it might be you...&lt;br /&gt;All of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back as lovers go walking past...&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how they met and what makes it last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I found the place&lt;br /&gt;Would I recognize the face?&lt;br /&gt;Something's telling me it might be you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's telling me it might be you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many quiet walks to take&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams to wake&lt;br /&gt;And we've so much love to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're gonna need some time&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all we need is time...&lt;br /&gt;And it's telling me it might be you&lt;br /&gt;All of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been saving love songs and lullabies&lt;br /&gt;And there's so much more&lt;br /&gt;No one's ever heard before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's telling me it might be you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's telling me it must be you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling it'll just be you&lt;br /&gt;All of my life...&lt;br /&gt;It's you..&lt;br /&gt;It's you...&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for all of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's you...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's you...&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for all of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's you...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's you...&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for all of my life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110684557313950715?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110684557313950715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110684557313950715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110684557313950715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110684557313950715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/01/to-my-someone-with-love-and-so-much.html' title='To My Someone, with love and so much hope xxx'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-110659126005524794</id><published>2005-01-25T01:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T01:27:40.056+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs for Princess Little Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Someone You Use &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vonda Shepard &lt;br /&gt;written by Clarence George Carter, Hope T. Inglese, Kitty Mann &amp; Tommy Stough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've been to you&lt;br /&gt;Just someone to rely on&lt;br /&gt;When your world is empty and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you call dear&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you choose&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you run to&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you can talk to&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;Just a clown you can laugh with&lt;br /&gt;Someone to treat you as you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a fool you can love on&lt;br /&gt;Any time you choose&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you run to&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you run to&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you use&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know when you need me&lt;br /&gt;My little heart just can't refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone who loves you, baby&lt;br /&gt;I can't win and I can't lose&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you run to&lt;br /&gt;I'm just someone you use&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110659126005524794?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110659126005524794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110659126005524794&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110659126005524794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110659126005524794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/01/songs-for-princess-little-bean.html' title='Songs for Princess Little Bean'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10327760.post-110642681517425134</id><published>2005-01-23T04:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T19:42:02.683+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dime que Si!</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, quiero vivir contigo para siempre! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regresa à mi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il Divo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me abandones así&lt;br /&gt;hablando sólo de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Ven y devuelveme al fin&lt;br /&gt;la sonrisa que se fue.&lt;br /&gt;Una vez más tocar tu piel&lt;br /&gt;el hondo suspirar.&lt;br /&gt;Recuperemos lo que se ha perdido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regresa a mí,&lt;br /&gt;quéreme otra vez,&lt;br /&gt;borra el dolor&lt;br /&gt;que al irte me dio&lt;br /&gt;cuando te separaste de mí.&lt;br /&gt;Dime que sí&lt;br /&gt;Ya no quiero llorar,&lt;br /&gt;regresa a mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraño el amor que se fue,&lt;br /&gt;extraña la dicha también.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que vengas a mí&lt;br /&gt;y me vuelvas s querer.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo más si tú no estás,&lt;br /&gt;tienes que llegar.&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida se apaga sin ti a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me abandonas así,&lt;br /&gt;hablando sólo de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Devuelveme la pasión de tus brazos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://quanhang.free.fr/il_divo_win_high.wmv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue un tiempo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110642681517425134?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110642681517425134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110642681517425134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110642681517425134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110642681517425134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/01/dime-que-si.html' title='Dime que Si!'/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-110642596142151598</id><published>2005-01-23T04:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T03:32:41.423+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason? </title><content type='html'>There's a reason that I love this song from the very first time ... And that would be... you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Willie Nelson &lt;br /&gt;(As performed by Willie Nelson) &lt;br /&gt;Also performed by Patsy Cline and Ray Price* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy&lt;br /&gt;Crazy for feeling so lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;Crazy for feeling so blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew&lt;br /&gt;You'd love me as long as you wanted&lt;br /&gt;And then someday&lt;br /&gt;You'd leave me for somebody new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry&lt;br /&gt;Why do I let myself worry&lt;br /&gt;Wond'rin'&lt;br /&gt;What in the world did I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy&lt;br /&gt;For thinking that my love could hold you&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for tryin'&lt;br /&gt;Crazy for cryin'&lt;br /&gt;And I'm crazy &lt;br /&gt;For lovin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110642596142151598?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110642596142151598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110642596142151598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110642596142151598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110642596142151598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/01/reason.html' title='Reason? '/><author><name>Khoai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020244163299936939</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-10327760.post-110641823293482785</id><published>2005-01-23T01:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T02:40:33.413+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A time for us, sealed with a song! </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You needed Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried a tear&lt;br /&gt;You wiped it dry&lt;br /&gt;I was confused&lt;br /&gt;You cleared my mind&lt;br /&gt;I sold my soul&lt;br /&gt;You bought it back for me&lt;br /&gt;And held me up and gave me dignity&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you needed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength&lt;br /&gt;To stand alone again&lt;br /&gt;To face the world&lt;br /&gt;Out on my own again&lt;br /&gt;You put me high upon a pedestal&lt;br /&gt;So high that I could almost see eternity&lt;br /&gt;You needed me&lt;br /&gt;You needed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe it's you&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;I needed you and you were there&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never leave, why should I leave&lt;br /&gt;I'd be a fool'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've finally found someone who really cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You held my hand&lt;br /&gt;When it was cold&lt;br /&gt;When I was lost&lt;br /&gt;You took me home&lt;br /&gt;You gave me hope&lt;br /&gt;When I was at the end&lt;br /&gt;And turned my lies&lt;br /&gt;Back into truth again&lt;br /&gt;You even called me friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength&lt;br /&gt;To stand alone again&lt;br /&gt;To face the world&lt;br /&gt;Out on my own again&lt;br /&gt;You put me high upon a pedestal&lt;br /&gt;So high that I could almost see eternity&lt;br /&gt;You needed me&lt;br /&gt;You needed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;You needed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tóc dài ơi!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Người đàn bà đi liêu xiêu bên sông&lt;br /&gt;Trên vai đôi thùng nước nặng&lt;br /&gt;1 thùng - quá khứ&lt;br /&gt;1 thùng - tương lai&lt;br /&gt;Qua chiếc đòn hiện tại&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sóng sánh theo bước em đi&lt;br /&gt;Nước nhỏ xuống cát&lt;br /&gt;Thành những bông hoa đen&lt;br /&gt;Mọc lên những cây xương rồng&lt;br /&gt;gai nhọn hoắt&lt;br /&gt;Đâm vào chân em&lt;br /&gt;Bỏng rát&lt;br /&gt;Và em gọi đó là số phận...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cái gì là số phận?&lt;br /&gt;Nước càng lúc càng nặng&lt;br /&gt;Cát càng lúc càng lún&lt;br /&gt;Máu thì bớt đỏ hơn&lt;br /&gt;Đôi vai mỏi mệt&lt;br /&gt;Em gánh nước đổ vào cái hố&lt;br /&gt;Ở trong đó - có em - trong đó&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cái gì là số phận?&lt;br /&gt;Quỷ sứ đặt vào tay em đôi thùng&lt;br /&gt;Và khoái trá nhìn em hành xác&lt;br /&gt;Em sinh ra không cần phải làm người gánh nước&lt;br /&gt;KHÔNG CẦN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bao nhiêu năm rồi&lt;br /&gt;Sao ngốc thế em....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vứt hết cả đi&lt;br /&gt;Những u ám mê muội&lt;br /&gt;Được đặt tên bằng những mỹ từ rỗng tuếch&lt;br /&gt;Được tô vẽ bằng thi ca&lt;br /&gt;Được gọi là cảm xúc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vứt hết cả đi&lt;br /&gt;Cái gì là " hoàng hôn" là " quá khứ"&lt;br /&gt;Cái gì là " hoài niệm" là " thời thiếu nữ"&lt;br /&gt;Onga Bécgôn có làm cho em hạnh phúc&lt;br /&gt;Với những chiếc kim ngôn từ huỷ diệt&lt;br /&gt;Đâm ngọt vào tim em&lt;br /&gt;Nằm chờ thời cơ&lt;br /&gt;Làm thành những cơn đau bùng phát&lt;br /&gt;Mặc kệ bà ta&lt;br /&gt;Để người chết lại cho người chết&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma quỷ xô em vào vòng xoáy để cười vui&lt;br /&gt;Đừng ngoan ngoãn tự biến mình thành đồ chơi cho số phận&lt;br /&gt;Đừng tự dối mình thế mới là cuộc sống&lt;br /&gt;Cuộc sống là dòng sông vẫn chảy bên em&lt;br /&gt;Dòng sông trong mát&lt;br /&gt;Mênh mang như trời&lt;br /&gt;Dịu dàng như đất&lt;br /&gt;" Đời gọi em biết bao lần"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Đặt thùng xuống đi em&lt;br /&gt;Chỉ cần thế thôi&lt;br /&gt;Em sẽ là người tự do làm những gì em muốn&lt;br /&gt;Đặt thùng xuống&lt;br /&gt;Chỉ cần thế thôi&lt;br /&gt;Và sống. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BlueEyes&lt;br /&gt;Nov 20 2002, 07:02 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sound of Vacuum &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thôi ngủ đi em, mưa ru em ngủ &lt;br /&gt;Tay em kết nụ, nuôi trọn một đời &lt;br /&gt;Nuôi một đời người &lt;br /&gt;Mùa xuân vừa đến xin mãi ăn năn mà thôi... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ru mãi ngàn năm từng ngón xuân nồng &lt;br /&gt;Bàn tay em năm ngón anh ru ngàn năm &lt;br /&gt;Giận hờn sẽ quên &lt;br /&gt;Dáng em trôi dài trôi mãi trôi trên ngàn năm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ru mãi ngàn năm vừa má em hồng &lt;br /&gt;Bàn tay đưa anh đến quê hương vàng son &lt;br /&gt;Vào trời lãng quên &lt;br /&gt;Tóc em như trời xưa đã qua đi ngàn năm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Còn lời ru mãi vang vọng một trời &lt;br /&gt;Mùa xanh lá vội ru em miệt mài &lt;br /&gt;Còn lời ru mãi, còn lời ru nầy &lt;br /&gt;Ngàn năm ru hoài, ngàn đời ru ai...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Prince &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10327760-110641823293482785?l=khoaikhoai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/feeds/110641823293482785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10327760&amp;postID=110641823293482785&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110641823293482785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10327760/posts/default/110641823293482785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khoaikhoai.blogspot.com/2005/01/time-for-us-sealed-with-song.html' title='A time for us, sealed with a song! 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