<?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-15007592</id><updated>2012-01-31T23:33:31.302Z</updated><category term='sol'/><category term='dinheiro'/><category term='ares'/><category term='chão'/><category term='luva'/><category term='estudo'/><category term='chuva'/><category term='correndo'/><category term='brinco'/><category term='doce'/><category term='ou isto ou aquilo'/><category term='tranquilo'/><category term='anel'/><title type='text'>ou isto ou aquilo</title><subtitle type='html'>poemas de Cecília Meirelles musicados por Luís Pedro Fonseca e cantados por 
&lt;a href="http://lenadagua.blogspot.com"&gt; Lena d'Água &lt;/a&gt; em 1992 - as guitarras são do Mário Delgado</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315330421242509</id><published>2011-12-19T11:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-19T11:20:33.789Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brinco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ou isto ou aquilo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tranquilo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinheiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='correndo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luva'/><title type='text'>Ou isto ou aquilo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="color: red;"&gt;Ou se tem chuva e não se tem sol&lt;br /&gt;ou se tem sol e não se tem chuva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou se calça a luva e não se põe o anel,&lt;br /&gt;ou se põe o anel e não se calça a luva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sobe nos ares não fica no chão,&lt;br /&gt;quem fica no chão não sobe nos ares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma grande pena que não se possa estar&lt;br /&gt;ao mesmo tempo nos dois lugares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou guardo o dinheiro e não compro o doce,&lt;br /&gt;ou compro o doce e gasto o dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou isto ou aquilo, ou isto ou aquilo...&lt;br /&gt;e vivo escolhendo o dia inteiro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se brinque, não sei se estudo,&lt;br /&gt;se saio correndo ou fico tranquilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consegui entender ainda&lt;br /&gt;qual é melhor: se é isto ou aquilo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315330421242509?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/ouistoouaquilo.wma' title='Ou isto ou aquilo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315330421242509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315330421242509&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315330421242509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315330421242509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/09/ou-isto-ou-aquilo.html' title='Ou isto ou aquilo'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315326554515688</id><published>2011-10-26T09:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:35:10.284+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lua depois da chuva  (link)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: 120%;"&gt;Olha a chuva molha a luva&lt;br /&gt;cada gota de água&lt;br /&gt;como um bago de uva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chuva lava a rua&lt;br /&gt;a viúva leva o guarda chuva e a luva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olha a chuva molha a luva&lt;br /&gt;e o guarda chuva da viúva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vai a chuva e chega a lua&lt;br /&gt;lua de chuva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315326554515688?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/luadepoisdachuva.wma' title='Lua depois da chuva  (link)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315326554515688/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315326554515688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315326554515688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315326554515688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/03/lua-depois-da-chuva.html' title='Lua depois da chuva  (link)'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315333332214706</id><published>2010-08-26T09:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T09:41:46.171+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Canção de Dulce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; "&gt;Dulce, doce Dulce&lt;br /&gt;menina do campo&lt;br /&gt;de olhos verdes de água&lt;br /&gt;de água e pirilampo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doce, Dulce doce, dócil&lt;br /&gt;estendendo pelo sol lençóis&lt;br /&gt;entre anil e vento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dócil, doce Dulce&lt;br /&gt;de face vermelha&lt;br /&gt;doce rosa airosa &lt;br /&gt;a fugir da abelha&lt;br /&gt;da abelha, de vespas &lt;br /&gt;e besoiros tontos&lt;br /&gt;pelo arroio de oiro &lt;br /&gt;de seixos redondos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315333332214706?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/dulce.wma' title='Canção de Dulce'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315333332214706/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315333332214706&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315333332214706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315333332214706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/11/cano-de-dulce.html' title='Canção de Dulce'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315309151522381</id><published>2010-06-01T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T00:00:23.297+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantiga da babá</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6666cc; font-size:110%;"&gt;Eu queria pentear o menino&lt;br /&gt;como os anjinhos de caracóis.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele quer cortar o cabelo,&lt;br /&gt;porque é pescador e precisa de anzóis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria calçar o menino&lt;br /&gt;com umas botinhas de cetim.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele diz que agora é sapinho&lt;br /&gt;e mora nas águas do jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria dar ao menino&lt;br /&gt;umas asinhas de arame e algodão.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele diz que não pode ser anjo,&lt;br /&gt;pois todos já sabem que ele é índio e leão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Este menino está sempre brincando,&lt;br /&gt;dizendo-me coisas assim.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu bem sei que ele é um anjo escondido,&lt;br /&gt;um anjo que troça de mim.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315309151522381?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/cantigadababa.wma' title='Cantiga da babá'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315309151522381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315309151522381&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315309151522381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315309151522381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/05/cantiga-da-bab.html' title='Cantiga da babá'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315318995601032</id><published>2010-01-30T10:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:32:44.728+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jardim da igreja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dalila e Lélia,&lt;br /&gt;e Júlia e Eulália&lt;br /&gt;cortavam dálias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalila e Lélia,&lt;br /&gt;Eulália e Júlia&lt;br /&gt;cantavam dúlias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dálias e dúlias&lt;br /&gt;e harpas eólias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a alada lua&lt;br /&gt;-- alta camélia?&lt;br /&gt;-- célia magnólia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;dália - Flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;dúlia - Culto prestado aos anjos e santos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;harpa eólia: instrumento de cordas que, quando suspenso, emite sons harmoniosos pela acção do vento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;alada - Que tem asas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;camélia - Flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;magnólia - Flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315318995601032?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/jardimdaigreja.wma' title='Jardim da igreja'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315318995601032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315318995601032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315318995601032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315318995601032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/04/jardim-da-igreja.html' title='Jardim da igreja'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315322941888777</id><published>2008-11-27T08:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-21T12:23:33.842Z</updated><title type='text'>O sonho e a fronha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sonho risonho na fronha de linho.&lt;br /&gt;Na fronha de linho, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;a flor sem espinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Apanho a lenha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;para o vizinho.&lt;br /&gt;E encontro o ninho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;de passarinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que tamanho seria o rebanho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não há quem venha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;pela montanha&lt;br /&gt;com a minha sombrinha&lt;br /&gt;de teia de aranha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonho o meu sonho.&lt;br /&gt;A flor sem espinho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;também sonha na fronha.&lt;br /&gt;Na fronha de linho.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315322941888777?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/osonhoeafronha.wma' title='O sonho e a fronha'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315322941888777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315322941888777&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315322941888777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315322941888777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-sonho-e-fronha.html' title='O sonho e a fronha'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315305337078939</id><published>2008-06-30T14:10:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:09:01.434Z</updated><title type='text'>Canção da flor da pimenta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;A flor da pimenta é uma pequena estrela,&lt;br /&gt;fina e branca,&lt;br /&gt;a flor da pimenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frutinhas de fogo vêm depois da festa das estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;Frutinhas de fogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uns coraçõezinhos roxos, áureos, rubros, muito ardentes.&lt;br /&gt;Uns coraçõezinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as pequenas flores tão sem firmamento jazem longe.&lt;br /&gt;As pequenas flores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudaram-se em farpas, sementes de fogo tão pungentes!&lt;br /&gt;Mudaram-se em farpas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novas se abrirão, leves, brancas, puras, deste fogo,&lt;br /&gt;muitas estrelinhas...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315305337078939?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/flordapimenta.wma' title='Canção da flor da pimenta'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315305337078939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315305337078939&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315305337078939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315305337078939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/03/cano-da-flor-da-pimenta.html' title='Canção da flor da pimenta'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315300128681414</id><published>2007-06-23T02:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:30:02.007Z</updated><title type='text'>Rio na sombra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Som&lt;br /&gt;frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rio&lt;br /&gt;Sombrio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O longo som&lt;br /&gt;do rio&lt;br /&gt;frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O frio&lt;br /&gt;bom&lt;br /&gt;do longo rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão longe,&lt;br /&gt;tão bom,&lt;br /&gt;tão frio&lt;br /&gt;o claro som&lt;br /&gt;do rio&lt;br /&gt;sombrio!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315300128681414?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/rionasombra.wma' title='Rio na sombra'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315300128681414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315300128681414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315300128681414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315300128681414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/02/rio-na-sombra.html' title='Rio na sombra'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315314605055406</id><published>2007-01-10T21:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-21T15:53:05.127Z</updated><title type='text'>O cavalinho branco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-size: 120%;"&gt;À tarde, o cavalinho branco&lt;br /&gt;está muito cansado:&lt;br /&gt;mas há um pedacinho do campo&lt;br /&gt;onde é sempre feriado.&lt;br /&gt;O cavalo sacode a crina&lt;br /&gt;loura e comprida&lt;br /&gt;e nas verdes ervas atira&lt;br /&gt;sua branca vida.&lt;br /&gt;Seu relincho estremece as raízes&lt;br /&gt;e ele ensina aos ventos&lt;br /&gt;a alegria de sentir livres&lt;br /&gt;seus movimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhou todo o dia tanto!&lt;br /&gt;desde a madrugada!&lt;br /&gt;Descansa entre as flores,&lt;br /&gt;cavalinho branco,&lt;br /&gt;de crina dourada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315314605055406?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/cavalinhobranco.wma' title='O cavalinho branco'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315314605055406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315314605055406&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315314605055406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315314605055406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2007/01/o-cavalinho-branco.html' title='O cavalinho branco'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315340669980688</id><published>2007-01-10T20:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-21T12:31:40.133Z</updated><title type='text'>Os carneirinhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Todos querem ser pastores&lt;br /&gt;quando encontram, de manhã,&lt;br /&gt;os carneirinhos,&lt;br /&gt;enroladinhos&lt;br /&gt;como carretéis de lã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos querem ser pastores&lt;br /&gt;e ter coroas de flores&lt;br /&gt;e um cajadinho na mão&lt;br /&gt;e tocar uma flautinha&lt;br /&gt;e soprar numa palhinha&lt;br /&gt;qualquer canção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos querem ser cantores&lt;br /&gt;quando a Estrela da Manhã&lt;br /&gt;brilha só, no céu sombrio,&lt;br /&gt;e, pela margem do rio,&lt;br /&gt;vão descendo os carneirinhos&lt;br /&gt;como carretéis de lã...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315340669980688?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/carneirinhos.wma' title='Os carneirinhos'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315340669980688/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315340669980688&amp;isPopup=true' title='58 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315340669980688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315340669980688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2007/01/os-carneirinhos.html' title='Os carneirinhos'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>58</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315291635686813</id><published>2006-06-12T22:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T15:26:15.172Z</updated><title type='text'>A lua é do Raul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: courier new; font-size: 120%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raio de lua.&lt;br /&gt;Luar.&lt;br /&gt;Lua do ar&lt;br /&gt;azul.&lt;br /&gt;Roda da lua.&lt;br /&gt;Aro da roda&lt;br /&gt;na tua&lt;br /&gt;rua,&lt;br /&gt;Raul!&lt;br /&gt;Roda o luar&lt;br /&gt;na rua&lt;br /&gt;toda&lt;br /&gt;azul.&lt;br /&gt;Roda o aro da lua.&lt;br /&gt;Raul,&lt;br /&gt;a lua é tua,&lt;br /&gt;a lua da tua rua!&lt;br /&gt;A lua do aro azul. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315291635686813?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/aluaedoraul.wma' title='A lua é do Raul'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315291635686813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315291635686813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315291635686813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315291635686813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/06/lua-do-raul.html' title='A lua é do Raul'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15007592.post-112315296219247656</id><published>2006-01-03T01:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:18:54.107Z</updated><title type='text'>Canção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;De borco&lt;br /&gt;no barco&lt;br /&gt;(De bruços&lt;br /&gt;no berço...)&lt;br /&gt;O braço é o barco.&lt;br /&gt;O barco é o berço.&lt;br /&gt;Abarco e abraço&lt;br /&gt;o berço&lt;br /&gt;e o barco.&lt;br /&gt;Com desembaraço&lt;br /&gt;embarco&lt;br /&gt;e desembarco.&lt;br /&gt;De borco&lt;br /&gt;no berço...&lt;br /&gt;(De bruços&lt;br /&gt;no barco...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15007592-112315296219247656?l=aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cultarte.com/lenadagua/som/ouistoouaquilo/cancao.wma' title='Canção'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/feeds/112315296219247656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15007592&amp;postID=112315296219247656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315296219247656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15007592/posts/default/112315296219247656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aguaparacriancas.blogspot.com/2006/01/cano.html' title='Canção'/><author><name>Helena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00533125432419604193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqQmom3pzZY/Svaei9c7LiI/AAAAAAAACj8/r583Mb8HcRA/S220/Lena+D%27Agua+081.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
