<?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-3712068583869578319</id><updated>2011-08-30T03:58:18.754-07:00</updated><category term='Pop'/><category term='Rap'/><category term='Français'/><category term='Classic'/><category term='Slow'/><category term='Jazz'/><category term='Soul Funk'/><category term='Fait'/><category term='Rock'/><category term='Arabe'/><category term='Chanson Française'/><category term='Soul'/><category term='Rock and Roll'/><category term='Funk'/><category term='Anglais'/><category term='Disco'/><title type='text'>My Zik</title><subtitle type='html'>Les Best 80 tout genre confondu, qui ne pourront jamais quitter vos oreilles</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-7968609789837398050</id><published>2007-04-26T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:18:53.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><title type='text'>Jermaine Jackson et Pia Zadora : When the Rain Begins to Fall</title><content type='html'>Jermaine Jackson et Pia Zadora ont été un vrai Duo de Choc dans l’interprétation de cette chanson avec leurs magnifiques voix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’est un titre sensationnel et émouvant avec des paroles mélodiques et je dirais même romantiques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Clip est hyper sympa, on dirait un MAd Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oprg0Xoopf4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the rain begins to fall &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RjChSiYUDkI/AAAAAAAABzk/XxzHF8xVsd8/s1600-h/jermaine_jackson_pia_zadora-when_the_rain_begins_to_fall_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057719721375567426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RjChSiYUDkI/AAAAAAAABzk/XxzHF8xVsd8/s400/jermaine_jackson_pia_zadora-when_the_rain_begins_to_fall_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sand that sips&lt;br /&gt;Right through your fingers&lt;br /&gt;So can all your days&lt;br /&gt;As those days go by&lt;br /&gt;You'll have me there to help you find&lt;br /&gt;The way I feel with you&lt;br /&gt;I know it's gotta last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain begins to fall&lt;br /&gt;You ride my rainbow in the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I will catch you if you fall&lt;br /&gt;You never have to ask me why&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain begins to fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the sunshine in your life&lt;br /&gt;You know that we can have it all&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so fast&lt;br /&gt;You've got to have a dream&lt;br /&gt;To just hold on&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams of love&lt;br /&gt;Begin with the reality&lt;br /&gt;Of you and I&lt;br /&gt;Believe that all the dreams&lt;br /&gt;will last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain begins to fall&lt;br /&gt;You ride my rainbow in the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I will catch you if you fall&lt;br /&gt;You never have to ask me why&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain begins to fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the sunshine in your life&lt;br /&gt;You know that we can have it all&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the sun may hide&lt;br /&gt;We still can see the light&lt;br /&gt;That shines for you and me&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together all that we can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain begins to fall&lt;br /&gt;You ride my rainbow in the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I will catch you if you fall&lt;br /&gt;You never have to ask me why&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain begins to fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the sunshine in your life&lt;br /&gt;You know that we can have it all&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain begins to fall&lt;br /&gt;You ride my rainbow in the sky&lt;br /&gt;And I will catch you if you fall&lt;br /&gt;You never have to ask me why&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain begins to fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the sunshine in your life&lt;br /&gt;You know that we can have it all&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-7968609789837398050?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/7968609789837398050/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=7968609789837398050&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/7968609789837398050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/7968609789837398050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/04/jermaine-jackson-et-pia-zadora-when.html' title='Jermaine Jackson et Pia Zadora : When the Rain Begins to Fall'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RjChSiYUDkI/AAAAAAAABzk/XxzHF8xVsd8/s72-c/jermaine_jackson_pia_zadora-when_the_rain_begins_to_fall_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-4909737630079277569</id><published>2007-04-07T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:18:53.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><title type='text'>Paul Mc Cartney &amp; Michael Jackson : Say, Say, Say</title><content type='html'>Deux romances ou plutôt deux contes, chantés par le mythique duo Paul McCartney et Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;Le style est typiquement celui de Paul McCartney et Michael l’a bien réussie avec sa douce voix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#330000" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmichaeljackson.hollywood.com%2Fradio%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FThe%20Girl%20Is%20Mine%20%28with%20Paul%20McCartney%29.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#330000;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#330000" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmartin.duval.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FC_Mc%20Cartney%20Pa_Say%20Say%20Say_01.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#330000;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Say Say Say”&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rfhshicfr8I/AAAAAAAABmU/L7F2_b4Eai4/s1600-h/Saysaysay-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041899106279075778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rfhshicfr8I/AAAAAAAABmU/L7F2_b4Eai4/s320/Saysaysay-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say Say Say&lt;br /&gt;What you want&lt;br /&gt;But don't play games&lt;br /&gt;With my affection&lt;br /&gt;Take take take&lt;br /&gt;What you need&lt;br /&gt;But don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;With no direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone&lt;br /&gt;I sit home by the phone&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you, baby&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;How can you stand to hear&lt;br /&gt;My pleading for you&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm cryin&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo oo oo oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now) Go go go&lt;br /&gt;Where you want&lt;br /&gt;But don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Here forever&lt;br /&gt;You you you stay away&lt;br /&gt;So long girl, I see you never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do, girl&lt;br /&gt;To get through to you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;Standing here&lt;br /&gt;Baptized in all my tears&lt;br /&gt;Baby through the years&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm cryin&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo oo oo oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never ever worry&lt;br /&gt;And you never shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;You're sayin that my love aint real&lt;br /&gt;Just look at my face these tears aint dryin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You you you&lt;br /&gt;Can never say&lt;br /&gt;That Im not the one&lt;br /&gt;Who really loves you&lt;br /&gt;I pray pray pray, everyday&lt;br /&gt;That you'll see things&lt;br /&gt;Girl like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do, girl&lt;br /&gt;To get through to you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;Standing here&lt;br /&gt;Baptized in all my tears&lt;br /&gt;Baby through the years&lt;br /&gt;You know Im crying&lt;br /&gt;Oo oo oo oo oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say say say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The Girl Is Mine” &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rfht7ycfr9I/AAAAAAAABmc/646HOjxYVAQ/s1600-h/Psp_girlis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041900656762269650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rfht7ycfr9I/AAAAAAAABmc/646HOjxYVAQ/s320/Psp_girlis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Night She Walks Right In My Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Since I Met Her From The Start&lt;br /&gt;I'm So Proud I Am The Only One&lt;br /&gt;Who Is Special In Her Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;The Doggone Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;I Know She's Mine&lt;br /&gt;Because The Doggone Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Understand The Way You Think&lt;br /&gt;Saying That She's Yours Not Mine&lt;br /&gt;Sending Roses And Your Silly Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Really Just A Waste Of Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Because She's Mine&lt;br /&gt;The Doggone Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;Don't Waste Your Time&lt;br /&gt;Because The Doggone Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You More Than He&lt;br /&gt;(Take You Anywhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I Love You Endlessly&lt;br /&gt;(Loving We Will Share)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Come And Go With Me&lt;br /&gt;To One Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But We Both Cannot Have Her&lt;br /&gt;So It's One Or The Other&lt;br /&gt;And One Day You'll Discover&lt;br /&gt;That She's My Girl Forever And Ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Build Your Hopes To Be Let Down&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I Really Feel It's Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know She'll Tell You I'm The One For Her&lt;br /&gt;'Cause She Said I Blow Her Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;The Doggone Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;Don't Waste Your Time&lt;br /&gt;Because The Doggone Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's Mine, She's Mine&lt;br /&gt;No, No, No, She's Mine&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Is Mine, The Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Is Mine, The Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Is Mine, (Yep) She's Mine&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Is Mine, (Yep) She's Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Waste Your Time&lt;br /&gt;Because The Doggone Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Is Mine, The Girl Is Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael, We're Not Going To Fight About This, Okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul, I Think I Told You, I'm A Lover Not A Fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've Heard It All Before, Michael&lt;br /&gt;She Told Me That I'm Her Forever Lover,&lt;br /&gt;You Know, Don't You Remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, After Loving Me,&lt;br /&gt;She Said She Couldn't Love Another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is That What She Said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, She Said It, You Keep Dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Believe It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Is Mine (Mine, Mine, Mine)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-4909737630079277569?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/4909737630079277569/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=4909737630079277569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/4909737630079277569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/4909737630079277569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/04/paul-mc-cartney-michael-jackson-say-say.html' title='Paul Mc Cartney &amp; Michael Jackson : Say, Say, Say'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rfhshicfr8I/AAAAAAAABmU/L7F2_b4Eai4/s72-c/Saysaysay-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-3821440708435579715</id><published>2007-03-27T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:19:10.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arabe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><title type='text'>La Fleur Amoureuse (2ème partie) النوارة العاشقة</title><content type='html'>Le récital de La Fleur Amoureuse النوارة العاشقة a couronné définitivement Lotfi Bouchnak. Avec sa voix lyrique, il a été consacré comme étant le meilleur dans le chant des morceaux traditionnels tunisiens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="CLSID:CFCDAA03-8BE4-11CF-B84B-0020AFBBCCFA" width="358" height="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="console" value="Clip1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="controls" value="controlpanel" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="autotstart" value="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Raouf%20Ben%20Amor%20-%20Nitfakkar.rm" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="358" height="30" src="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Raouf%20Ben%20Amor%20-%20Nitfakkar.rm" type="audio/x-pn-realaudio-plugin" controls="controlpanel" console="Clip1" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vous pouvez télécharger la suite des chants:&lt;br /&gt;Lotfi Bouchnak - Ritik ma naarif fin&lt;br /&gt;Lotfi Bouchnak - Nawara achka&lt;br /&gt;Lotfi Bouchnak - Bidaya jmaat nawar&lt;br /&gt;Lotfi Bouchnak - Tdhallat bin idih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Nawara%20Al%20Achka.zip"&gt;http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Nawara%20Al%20Achka.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-3821440708435579715?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/3821440708435579715/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=3821440708435579715&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/3821440708435579715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/3821440708435579715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-fleur-amoureuse-2me-partie.html' title='La Fleur Amoureuse (2ème partie) النوارة العاشقة'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-8605861138455077475</id><published>2007-03-14T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:30:47.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arabe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><title type='text'>La Fleur Amoureuse - النوارة العاشقة</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgJCScfr3I/AAAAAAAABls/eUTzE1nQ6O4/s1600-h/nabiha-karaouli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041789717757013874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgJCScfr3I/AAAAAAAABls/eUTzE1nQ6O4/s320/nabiha-karaouli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Ennwara El Achka" النوارة العاشقة "La Fleur Amoureuse" est une exploration de musique vocale tunisienne, classique et compliquée qui prend naissance dans des paroles folkloriques populaires et imaginaires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est le résultat d'une association de talents, du poète Ali Louati au niveau des paroles, du musicien Anouar Brahem (luthiste), du pianiste Dr Samir Chichti au niveau de l’orgue, le sublime Lotfi Bouchnek qui décroche sa concrétisation et la révélation de l'époque la chanteuse Nabiha Karaouli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’est une performance musicale unique à son époque (1987), elle a eu un impact considérable sur le public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rappeler que les talents de Nabiha Karaouli &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgVMScfr7I/AAAAAAAABmM/FbCwoUiJxz0/s1600-h/Lotfi_bouchnak191101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041803083695239090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgVMScfr7I/AAAAAAAABmM/FbCwoUiJxz0/s400/Lotfi_bouchnak191101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;furent découvert par Cheikh Imam lors de l’une de ses visites à Gafsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoi que j'ai un enregistrement nouveau, je vous joint l'enregistrement d'origine de la "Nawara El Achka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nabiha Karawli-Tnadini winnadik.rm" href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Nabiha%20Karawli-Tnadini%20winnadik.rm"&gt;Nabiha Karawli-Tnadini winnadik.rm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nabiha Karawli- Chouftik Marra.rm" href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Nabiha%20Karawli-%20Chouftik%20Marra.rm"&gt;Nabiha Karawli- Chouftik Marra.rm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nabiha Karawli- Idha habbouk.rm" href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Nabiha%20Karawli-%20Idha%20habbouk.rm"&gt;Nabiha Karawli- Idha habbouk.rm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nabiha Karawli- Sili Ya Damati.rm" href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Nabiha%20Karawli-%20Sili%20Ya%20Damati.rm"&gt;Nabiha Karawli- Sili Ya Damati.rm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nabiha Karawli- Nigtaa atanhida.rm" href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Nabiha%20Karawli-%20Nigtaa%20atanhida.rm"&gt;Nabiha Karawli- Nigtaa atanhida.rm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nabiha Karawli- Mabrouka.rm" href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Nabiha%20Karawli-%20Mabrouka.rm"&gt;Nabiha Karawli- Mabrouka.rm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgHzCcfr1I/AAAAAAAABlc/l7-Xwx8jQ-Y/s1600-h/m_chichti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041788356252381010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="244" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgHzCcfr1I/AAAAAAAABlc/l7-Xwx8jQ-Y/s320/m_chichti.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgINycfr2I/AAAAAAAABlk/xpXbSwfONtY/s1600-h/brahem4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041788815813881698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="214" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgINycfr2I/AAAAAAAABlk/xpXbSwfONtY/s320/brahem4.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgHzCcfr1I/AAAAAAAABlc/l7-Xwx8jQ-Y/s1600-h/m_chichti.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgHzCcfr1I/AAAAAAAABlc/l7-Xwx8jQ-Y/s1600-h/m_chichti.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-8605861138455077475?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/8605861138455077475/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=8605861138455077475&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/8605861138455077475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/8605861138455077475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-fleur-amoureuse.html' title='La Fleur Amoureuse - النوارة العاشقة'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RfgJCScfr3I/AAAAAAAABls/eUTzE1nQ6O4/s72-c/nabiha-karaouli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-4318091365817724300</id><published>2007-03-05T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:50:34.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chanson Française'/><title type='text'>JULIEN CLERC : MELISSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/ResE0ZJHyvI/AAAAAAAABdo/JyyF8ZR0snE/s1600-h/Melissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038125906292886258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/ResE0ZJHyvI/AAAAAAAABdo/JyyF8ZR0snE/s400/Melissa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;C’est l’un des plus beaux titres de Julien Clerc, un chanteur spécialisé surtout dans le genre romantique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mélissa est un titre avec des paroles plutôt rigolotes. Un morceau dont on se délecte encore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fdjcacolarsen.free.fr%2Fradio.blog.2.5%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FJULIEN%20CLERC%20-%20MELISSA.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#111111" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Julien%20Clerc%20-%20Melissa.mp3" title="Julien Clerc - Melissa.mp3"&gt; Julien Clerc - Melissa.mp3 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mélissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mélissa, métisse d'Ibiza&lt;br /&gt;Vit toujours dévêtue&lt;br /&gt;Dites jamais que je vous ai dit ça&lt;br /&gt;Ou Mélissa me tue...&lt;br /&gt;Le matin derrière ses canisses a-&lt;br /&gt;-lors qu'elle est moitié-nue&lt;br /&gt;Sur les murs devant chez Mélissa&lt;br /&gt;Y a tout plein d'inconnus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Descendez, ça, c'est défendu !&lt;br /&gt;Oh ! c'est indécent !"&lt;br /&gt;Elle crie mais bien entendu&lt;br /&gt;Personne ne descend...&lt;br /&gt;Sous la soie de sa jupe fendue&lt;br /&gt;En zoom en gros-plans&lt;br /&gt;Tout un tas d'individus&lt;br /&gt;Filment, Noirs et Blancs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mélissa, métisse d'Ibiza&lt;br /&gt;A des seins tout pointus&lt;br /&gt;Dites jamais que je vous ai dit ça&lt;br /&gt;Ou Mélissa me tue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Descendez, ça c'est défendu&lt;br /&gt;Mater chez les gens !"&lt;br /&gt;Elle crie mais bien entendu&lt;br /&gt;Y a jamais d'agent...&lt;br /&gt;Elle crie, c'est du temps perdu&lt;br /&gt;Personne ne l'entend...&lt;br /&gt;La police c'est tous des vendus&lt;br /&gt;Dix ans qu'elle attend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mélissa, métisse d'Ibiza&lt;br /&gt;A toujours sa vertu&lt;br /&gt;Dites jamais que je vous ai dit ça&lt;br /&gt;Ou Mélissa me tue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ! Matez ma métisse&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ! Ma métisse est nue&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ! Matez ma métisse&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ! Ma métisse est nue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mélissa, métisse d'Ibiza&lt;br /&gt;Vit toujours dévêtue&lt;br /&gt;Dites jamais que je vous ai dit ça&lt;br /&gt;Je vous ai jamais vu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le matin derrière ses canisses a-&lt;br /&gt;-lors je vends des longues-vues&lt;br /&gt;Mais si jamais Mélissa sait ça&lt;br /&gt;Là, c'est moi qui vous tue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ! Matez ma métisse&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ! Ma métisse est nue&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ! Matez ma métisse&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ! Ma métisse est nue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour ceux qui adorent le Karaoké, voir ce clip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/1SagUWBtdFwj53VDN" width="425" height="334" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xk2nj_melissa-julien-clerc"&gt;Mélissa: Julien Clerc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-4318091365817724300?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/4318091365817724300/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=4318091365817724300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/4318091365817724300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/4318091365817724300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/03/julien-clerc-melissa.html' title='JULIEN CLERC : MELISSA'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/ResE0ZJHyvI/AAAAAAAABdo/JyyF8ZR0snE/s72-c/Melissa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-4339439364478951227</id><published>2007-02-27T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T08:02:51.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Classic'/><title type='text'>RONDO VENEZIANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/ReC0ZNl-LRI/AAAAAAAABbc/RIPvPCnXXhc/s1600-h/RVimage4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035222728638868754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/ReC0ZNl-LRI/AAAAAAAABbc/RIPvPCnXXhc/s320/RVimage4b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sortons des partitions habituelless pour écouter un style de musique qui n'est pas très vulgarisé et qui a été développé par un groupe unique en son genre il Rondo Veneziano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rondoveneziano.net/fr/index.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rondo Veneziano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; est un groupe musical créée en 1980 en Italie par le compositeur Gian Piero Reverberi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leur style musical est un mélange de musique classique et baroque vénitien auxquelles d’instruments modernes ont été ajoutés tel que la batterie, le synthétiseur et la guitare électrique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Le groupe joue toujours en portant des costumes du XVIIème siècle et c’est comme identité l’image de la ville de Venise.&lt;br /&gt;Leurs partitions sont superbes, elles nourrissent aussi bien l’esprit que les oreilles.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/ReC04Nl-LSI/AAAAAAAABbk/4S3PbPFgWYQ/s1600-h/RVrondo_veneziano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035223261214813474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/ReC04Nl-LSI/AAAAAAAABbk/4S3PbPFgWYQ/s320/RVrondo_veneziano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cette musique ne convient plus pour les dances modernes, mais elle est fort utile pour accomapgner une soirée en chandelles, aussi une soirée entre amis et même elle fera plaisir pour ceux qui veulent étudier sans trop se fracasser la tête.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.radioblogclub.com/fav/0/1651879/698913"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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Veneziano - Odissea Veneziana.mp3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Rondo Veneziano - Floralis.MP3" href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Rondo%20Veneziano%20-%20Floralis.MP3"&gt;Rondo Veneziano - Floralis.MP3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-4339439364478951227?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/4339439364478951227/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=4339439364478951227&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/4339439364478951227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/4339439364478951227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/02/rondo-veneziano.html' title='RONDO VENEZIANO'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/ReC0ZNl-LRI/AAAAAAAABbc/RIPvPCnXXhc/s72-c/RVimage4b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-1990881323891614416</id><published>2007-02-24T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T08:09:51.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><title type='text'>ABBA : The Winner Takes It All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rd2_B9l-LGI/AAAAAAAABZY/FV38SUQgu24/s1600-h/abba3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034389998904683618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rd2_B9l-LGI/AAAAAAAABZY/FV38SUQgu24/s400/abba3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ABBA groupe légendaire, s’est distingué par un registre musical excellent et panaché.&lt;br /&gt;Ils resterons à jamais inoubliables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Winner Takes It All" est un slow merveilleux. Ce titre dégage une mélancolie et un chagrin qui nous touchent profondément.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.puroeuro.com%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FABBA%20-%20The%20Winner%20Takes%20It%20All.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#111111" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Winner Takes It All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna talk&lt;br /&gt;About the things we’ve gone through&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s hurting me&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s history&lt;br /&gt;I’ve played all my cards&lt;br /&gt;And that’s what you’ve done too&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;No more ace to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;The loser standing small&lt;br /&gt;Beside the victory&lt;br /&gt;That’s her destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I belonged there&lt;br /&gt;I figured it made sense &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rd2-etl-LFI/AAAAAAAABZQ/O0CGhPKiPfQ/s1600-h/abbapos_1272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034389393314294866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rd2-etl-LFI/AAAAAAAABZQ/O0CGhPKiPfQ/s400/abbapos_1272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building me a fence&lt;br /&gt;Building me a home&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I’d be strong there&lt;br /&gt;But I was a fool&lt;br /&gt;Playing by the rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gods may throw a dice&lt;br /&gt;Their minds as cold as ice&lt;br /&gt;And someone way down here&lt;br /&gt;Loses someone dear&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;The loser has to fall&lt;br /&gt;It’s simple and it’s plain&lt;br /&gt;Why should I complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me does she kiss&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to kiss you?&lt;br /&gt;Does it feel the same&lt;br /&gt;When she calls your name?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside&lt;br /&gt;You must know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;But what can I say&lt;br /&gt;Rules must be obeyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judges will decide&lt;br /&gt;The likes of me abide&lt;br /&gt;Spectators of the show&lt;br /&gt;Always staying low&lt;br /&gt;The game is on again&lt;br /&gt;A lover or a friend&lt;br /&gt;A big thing or a small&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna talk&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel sad&lt;br /&gt;And I understand&lt;br /&gt;You’ve come to shake my hand&lt;br /&gt;I apologize&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel bad&lt;br /&gt;Seeing me so tense&lt;br /&gt;No self-confidence&lt;br /&gt;But you see&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-1990881323891614416?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/1990881323891614416/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=1990881323891614416&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/1990881323891614416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/1990881323891614416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/02/abba-winner-takes-it-all.html' title='ABBA : The Winner Takes It All'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rd2_B9l-LGI/AAAAAAAABZY/FV38SUQgu24/s72-c/abba3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-1943168116159254425</id><published>2007-02-21T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T08:14:26.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><title type='text'>GLENN MEDEIROS : Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rdm8Jdl-K-I/AAAAAAAABYA/E5TT3WjgFDI/s1600-h/glenn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033260929311976418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rdm8Jdl-K-I/AAAAAAAABYA/E5TT3WjgFDI/s320/glenn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauréat d’un concours de chant à Hawaii avec la chanson "Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You" de George Benson, Glenn a savouré un grand succès avec ce titre en 1986 à l’âge seulement de 17 ans.&lt;br /&gt;C’est un Slow succulent, comment résisteriez-vous Mademoiselle à quelqu’un qui vous chuchote à l’oreille "Hold me now, touch me now, I don't want to live without you" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardez la vidéo, c'est à peine un jeune garçon qui vient de faire ses premiers pas d'adolescent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-b2Bkw5-UI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Finukagokikiradio.uw.hu%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FCD2%20-%2004%20-%20Glenn%20Medeiros%20-%20Nothing%27s%20Gonna%20Change%20My%20Love%20F.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to live my life without you near me&lt;br /&gt;The days would all be empty&lt;br /&gt;The nights would seem so long&lt;br /&gt;With you I see forever oh so clearly&lt;br /&gt;I might have been in love before&lt;br /&gt;But it never felt this strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams are young&lt;br /&gt;And we both know they'll take us&lt;br /&gt;Where we want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain 1)&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain 2)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain 3)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;The world may change my whole life through&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the road ahead is not so easy,&lt;br /&gt;Our love will lead the way for us&lt;br /&gt;Like a guiding star&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you if you should need me&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to change a thing&lt;br /&gt;I love you just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;So come with me and share the view&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you see forever too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain 1)&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain 2)&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain 3)&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain 2) (2X)&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain 3)&lt;br /&gt;(Refrain 2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-1943168116159254425?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/1943168116159254425/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=1943168116159254425&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/1943168116159254425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/1943168116159254425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/02/glenn-medeiros-nothings-gonna-change-my.html' title='GLENN MEDEIROS : Nothing&apos;s Gonna Change My Love For You'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rdm8Jdl-K-I/AAAAAAAABYA/E5TT3WjgFDI/s72-c/glenn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-2419271463764191899</id><published>2007-02-18T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T08:16:13.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><title type='text'>OPUS : Live is Life</title><content type='html'>C’est un groupe très plaisant qui a égayé spécialement tout l’été 1984 et par la suite toutes les boums. Les paroles sont simples et très belles ; la musique rythmée et fantastique et un refrain superbe "Nanananana".&lt;br /&gt;20 ans après "Live is Life" reste encore une chanson assez répandue qui n’a pas perdue de son charme même si le groupe Opus passe pour incognito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.csarcsi.cjb.hu%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FOPUS%20-%20LIFE%20IS%20LIFE.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live Is Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanananana&lt;br /&gt;Nanananana (all together now)&lt;br /&gt;Nanananana&lt;br /&gt;Nanananana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Life is life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Labadab dab dab life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Liiiiiiiife (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we all give the power&lt;br /&gt;We all give the best&lt;br /&gt;Every minute of an hour&lt;br /&gt;Don't think about the rest&lt;br /&gt;And you all get the power&lt;br /&gt;You all get the best&lt;br /&gt;When everyone gets everything&lt;br /&gt;And every song everybody sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Life is life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Life is life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Labadab dab dab life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is life when we all feel the power&lt;br /&gt;Life is life come on, stand up and dance&lt;br /&gt;Life is life when the feeling of the people&lt;br /&gt;Life is life is the feeling of the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we all give the power&lt;br /&gt;We all give the best&lt;br /&gt;Every minute of an hour&lt;br /&gt;Don't think about the rest&lt;br /&gt;Then you all get the power&lt;br /&gt;You all get the best&lt;br /&gt;When everyone gives everything&lt;br /&gt;And every song everybody sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Life is life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Labadab dab dab life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Life is life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;(nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;(nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;(nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Life is life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Labadab dab dab life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;Live is life (nanananana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you call when it's over&lt;br /&gt;You call it should last&lt;br /&gt;Every minute of the future&lt;br /&gt;Is a memory of the past&lt;br /&gt;Cause we all gave the power&lt;br /&gt;We all gave the best&lt;br /&gt;And everyone gave everything&lt;br /&gt;And every song everybody sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-2419271463764191899?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/2419271463764191899/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=2419271463764191899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/2419271463764191899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/2419271463764191899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/02/opus.html' title='OPUS : Live is Life'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-3225980022950306915</id><published>2007-02-13T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T08:17:21.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fait'/><title type='text'>THE ART COMPANY : Suzanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RdH0UR2zmZI/AAAAAAAABWI/XZgJh4Qnynk/s1600-h/art+company.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031070887977392530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RdH0UR2zmZI/AAAAAAAABWI/XZgJh4Qnynk/s320/art+company.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Art Company est le nom anglais du groupe allemand VOF De Kunst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils n’ont atteint qu’un unique est seul succès avec le fameux "Suzanna" qui est un très beau morceau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.freeweb.hu%2Fbmcmusic%2Fretro%2Fsounds%2FArt%20Company%20-%20Suzanna%20%28P%29.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#111111" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suzanna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sit together on the sofa&lt;br /&gt;With the music way down low&lt;br /&gt;waited so long for this moment&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to think it's really so&lt;br /&gt;The door is locked there's no one home&lt;br /&gt;They've all gone out we're all alone&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, Suzanna&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;I put my arm aroud her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Run my fingers through her hair&lt;br /&gt;It's a dream I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;It took so long it's only fair&lt;br /&gt;And then the phone begins to ring&lt;br /&gt;And a strangers voice on the other end of the line&lt;br /&gt;Says oh, wrong number, sorry to waste your time&lt;br /&gt;And i think to myself,&lt;br /&gt;Why now,&lt;br /&gt;Why me,&lt;br /&gt;Why.......&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, Suzanna&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, Suzanna&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;Again I sit myself beside her&lt;br /&gt;Try to take her hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;The moment's gone, the feeling's over&lt;br /&gt;She looks around to find the time&lt;br /&gt;Then she says could we just sit and chat&lt;br /&gt;And I think well that's that&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, Suzanna&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;Still we sit here on the sofa&lt;br /&gt;With the stereo on ten&lt;br /&gt;The magic's gone, it's a disaster&lt;br /&gt;There seems no point to start again&lt;br /&gt;She says I think I'd better go&lt;br /&gt;She says goodbye and I say... NO!&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, Suzanna&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, Suzanna&lt;br /&gt;Suzanna, I'm crazy loving you&lt;br /&gt;I'm so crazy loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-3225980022950306915?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/3225980022950306915/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=3225980022950306915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/3225980022950306915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/3225980022950306915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/02/art-company.html' title='THE ART COMPANY : Suzanna'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RdH0UR2zmZI/AAAAAAAABWI/XZgJh4Qnynk/s72-c/art+company.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-7488284152589600815</id><published>2007-02-06T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:15:44.137-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><title type='text'>CINDY LAUPER : Girls Just Want To Have Fun</title><content type='html'>Cindy Lauper avec sa voix mélodique a été la chanteuse pendant les années&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RciYLoP31zI/AAAAAAAABTE/YgN6WvbMOAw/s1600-h/cindy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028436309509134130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RciYLoP31zI/AAAAAAAABTE/YgN6WvbMOAw/s320/cindy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 80 Rock la plus fameuse des Etats-Unis, elle a été la 1ère femme Rocker à avoir eu 4 chansons du même album au TOP 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’album en question et &lt;strong&gt;She's So Unusual&lt;/strong&gt;, et les 4 chansons sont&lt;strong&gt; Girls Just Want To Have Fun&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Time After Time&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;She Bop&lt;/strong&gt; et &lt;strong&gt;All Through The Night&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy a provoqué l’apparition d’une nouvelle mode chez les teenagers avec son look inaccoutumé : cheveux huppés décolorés, collants troués dépareillés, bracelets multicolors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girls Just Want To Have Fun" 'est une chanson très allègre qui donne vraiment une grande envie de se remuer et de danser et quoi que la chanson a été classée Pop, elle avait une connotation reggae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le vidéo clip a eu aussi un franc succès. Dans ce clip, le rôle de son père a été interprété par son&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RciWVIP31wI/AAAAAAAABSs/O-Iyv2zRw-Q/s1600-h/cindylauper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028434273694635778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RciWVIP31wI/AAAAAAAABSs/O-Iyv2zRw-Q/s400/cindylauper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; manager et celui de sa mère par sa vraie mère. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CuWJJ3BG8kg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CuWJJ3BG8kg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Flqcrogers.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FCyndi%20Lauper%20-%20Girls%20Just%20Want%20To%20Have%20Fun.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#111111" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Flttlightning.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FCindy%20Lauper%20-%20True%20Colors%281%29.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#111111" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fcalvincdh.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FCindy%20Lauper-%20Time%20After%20Time.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#ECECEC" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls Just Want To Have Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come home in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;My mother says when you gonna live your life right&lt;br /&gt;Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones&lt;br /&gt;And girls they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rings in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;My father yells what you gonna do with your life&lt;br /&gt;Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one&lt;br /&gt;But girls they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RciXuoP31yI/AAAAAAAABS8/23ml2SS6CQo/s1600-h/cindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028435811292927778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RciXuoP31yI/AAAAAAAABS8/23ml2SS6CQo/s320/cindy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all they really want&lt;br /&gt;Some fun&lt;br /&gt;When the working day is done&lt;br /&gt;Girls-- they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some boys take a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;And hide her away from the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one to walk in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all they really want&lt;br /&gt;Some fun&lt;br /&gt;When the working day is done&lt;br /&gt;Girls--they want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just want to have fun,&lt;br /&gt;They want to have fun,&lt;br /&gt;They want to have fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-7488284152589600815?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/7488284152589600815/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=7488284152589600815&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/7488284152589600815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/7488284152589600815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/02/cindy-lauper.html' title='CINDY LAUPER : Girls Just Want To Have Fun'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RciYLoP31zI/AAAAAAAABTE/YgN6WvbMOAw/s72-c/cindy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-3555690987887000305</id><published>2007-02-02T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:15:23.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Français'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock'/><title type='text'>AXEL BAUER : Cargo de Nuit</title><content type='html'>Apparut soudainement, Axel Bauer a été éternisé avec son succès "Cargo de Nuit". Ce titre est un instrumental sophistiqué avec une pincée orientale, qu’on n’entend pas tous les jours du côté francophones.&lt;br /&gt;La vidéo ne manque pas de charme aussi. &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2xnc_axel-bauer-cargo-de-nuit"&gt;http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2xnc_axel-bauer-cargo-de-nuit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Flaurent.lieben.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FAxel%20Bauer%20%20Cargo%20De%20Nuit.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cargo de nuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trente-cinq jours sans voir la terre &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RcMTl4P31eI/AAAAAAAABPM/KsO2Jr6llt4/s1600-h/axelbauer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026883150550652386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RcMTl4P31eI/AAAAAAAABPM/KsO2Jr6llt4/s400/axelbauer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull rayé, mal rasé&lt;br /&gt;On vient de débarquer (cargo de suie)&lt;br /&gt;Trente-cinq jours de galère&lt;br /&gt;Et deux nuits pour se vider&lt;br /&gt;(la nuit, te suis, change de port, cargo de nuit)&lt;br /&gt;J'avance sur ce quai humide&lt;br /&gt;La sueur brûle comme l'acide&lt;br /&gt;L'enfer va commencer (cargo de nuit)&lt;br /&gt;Bière chaude et narguilé&lt;br /&gt;Chez Mario, tout oublier (la nuit te nuit, change de port)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais cette machine dans ma tête&lt;br /&gt;Machine sourde et tempête&lt;br /&gt;Mais cette machine dans ma tête&lt;br /&gt;Leitmotiv, nuit secrète&lt;br /&gt;Tatoue mon âme à mon dégoût&lt;br /&gt;(Cargo de nuit)&lt;br /&gt;Lanterne rouge : je guette l'entrée&lt;br /&gt;L'alcool est mon allié&lt;br /&gt;L'amour, il faut payer (cargo d'ennui)&lt;br /&gt;Virée grasse, elle m'entraîne&lt;br /&gt;Vers l'angoisse et la rengaine&lt;br /&gt;(la nuit, d'ennui, change de port)&lt;br /&gt;Da da da daya da da da daya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais cette machine dans ma tête&lt;br /&gt;Machine sourde et tempête&lt;br /&gt;Mais cette machine dans ma tête&lt;br /&gt;Leitmotiv, nuit secrète&lt;br /&gt;Tatoue mon âme à mon dégoût&lt;br /&gt;J'ai voulu tout chaviré&lt;br /&gt;Mon espoir s'est échoué&lt;br /&gt;J'en ai marre de ramer&lt;br /&gt;La détresse polluée&lt;br /&gt;L'océan de mes pensées&lt;br /&gt;Et cette machine dans ma tête&lt;br /&gt;Machine sourde et tempête&lt;br /&gt;Et cette machine dans ma tête&lt;br /&gt;Leitmotiv, nuit secrète&lt;br /&gt;Tatoue mon âme à mon dégoût&lt;br /&gt;Da da da daya da da da daya...&lt;br /&gt;(cargo de nuit, la nuit, cargo de nuit...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-3555690987887000305?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/3555690987887000305/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=3555690987887000305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/3555690987887000305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/3555690987887000305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/02/axel-bauer.html' title='AXEL BAUER : Cargo de Nuit'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RcMTl4P31eI/AAAAAAAABPM/KsO2Jr6llt4/s72-c/axelbauer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-1459502194551019876</id><published>2007-01-31T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:14:55.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><title type='text'>BONNIE TYLER : Total Eclipse of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rb_IqZ_COkI/AAAAAAAABNs/5oGBjoUvAvc/s1600-h/bonnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025956340024097346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rb_IqZ_COkI/AAAAAAAABNs/5oGBjoUvAvc/s400/bonnie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bonnie Tyler avec sa voix rauque, reconnaissable entre mille, a toujours été assimilée à Rod Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle a eu son timbre rauque suite à une opération aux cordes vocales et c’est grâce à cette voix modifiée qu’elle a progressé vers les premières places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Total Eclipse of the Heart" a été un franc succès, qui s’est ancré à la tête du Top 10 pendant plusieurs semaines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des moments de Slow inoubliables avec ce titre très romantique et ses paroles poétiques qui ne peuvent vous laisser insensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears" : paroles très émouvantes et fortes qui faisaient pleurer nos jeunes cavaliéres. On en profitait, franchement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un petit extrait en français :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Retourne-toi, il m'arrive parfois de me sentir un peu seule&lt;br /&gt;Et tu ne reviens jamais&lt;br /&gt;Retourne-toi, il m'arrive parfois d'en avoir marre d'entendre&lt;br /&gt;Le bruit de mes pleurs&lt;br /&gt;Retourne-toi, il m'arrive parfois d'être nerveuse&lt;br /&gt;Alors que je réalise que les plus belles années sont passées&lt;br /&gt;Retourne-toi, il m'arrive parfois d'être terrifiée&lt;br /&gt;Puis je vois ce regard que tu as dans les yeux&lt;br /&gt;Retourne-toi, il m'arrive parfois de m'effondrer&lt;br /&gt;Retourne-toi, il m'arrive parfois de m'effondrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.vin799.com%2Frb3%2Fsounds%2FBonnie%20Tyler%20-%20Total%20Eclipse%20Of%20The%20Heart.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmjporg.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2F%5BBonnie%20Tyler%5D%20-%20I%20need%20a%20hero.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE HEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit lonely and you're never coming around&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit restless and I dream of something wild&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit helpless and I'm lying like a child in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit angry and I know I've got to get out and cry&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit terrified but then I see the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;And I need you now tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I need you more than ever&lt;br /&gt;And if you'll only hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be holding on forever&lt;br /&gt;And we'll only be making it right&lt;br /&gt;Cause we'll never be wrong together&lt;br /&gt;We can take it to the end of the line&lt;br /&gt;Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark&lt;br /&gt;We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks&lt;br /&gt;I really need you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I was falling in love&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm only falling apart&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life&lt;br /&gt;But now there's only love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can say&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know&lt;br /&gt;you'll never be the boy you always you wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know&lt;br /&gt;there's no one in the universe as magical and wonderous as you&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing any better and there's nothing I just wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;And I need you now tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I need you more than ever&lt;br /&gt;And if you'll only hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be holding on forever&lt;br /&gt;And we'll only be making it right&lt;br /&gt;Cause we'll never be wrong together&lt;br /&gt;We can take it to the end of the line&lt;br /&gt;Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark&lt;br /&gt;We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks&lt;br /&gt;I really need you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I was falling in love&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm only falling apart&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life&lt;br /&gt;But now there's only love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can say&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-1459502194551019876?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rb_IqZ_COkI/AAAAAAAABNs/5oGBjoUvAvc/s72-c/bonnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-8980746857490317229</id><published>2007-01-29T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:13:36.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><title type='text'>IRENE CARA : What a Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rb4wUJ_COiI/AAAAAAAABNU/RTN1Ab5mXc0/s1600-h/flashdance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025507357027875362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rb4wUJ_COiI/AAAAAAAABNU/RTN1Ab5mXc0/s320/flashdance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elle est la fameuse chanteuse du film culte Flashdance : l’un des meilleurs films consacrés à la dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irene Cara a chanté 2 succès "What a Feeling" et “She’s a Maniac”. Les 2 titres sont très dansants et très énergiques et on ne se fatigue pas de les écouter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.dueblog.it%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FIrene%20Cara%20%20-%20Flashdance%20-%20What%20a%20feeling.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First when there's nothing but a slow glowing dream&lt;br /&gt;That your fear seems to hide, deep inside your mind&lt;br /&gt;All alone I have cried silent tears full of pride&lt;br /&gt;In a world made of steel, made of stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I hear the music, close my eyes, feel the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Wrap around, take a hold of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling, being's believing&lt;br /&gt;I can have it all, now I'm dancing for my life&lt;br /&gt;Take your passion and make it happen&lt;br /&gt;Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I hear the music, close my eyes, I am rhythm&lt;br /&gt;In a flash it takes hold of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling, being's believing&lt;br /&gt;I can have it all, now I'm dancing for my life&lt;br /&gt;Take your passion and make it happen&lt;br /&gt;Pictures come alive, now I'm dancing through my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling (I am music now)&lt;br /&gt;Being's believing (I am rhythm now)&lt;br /&gt;Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling (I can really have it all)&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling (pictures come alive when I go)&lt;br /&gt;I can have it all (I can really have it all)&lt;br /&gt;Have it all (pictures come alive when I go)&lt;br /&gt;(Go, go, go, go, go, what a feeling)&lt;br /&gt;I can have it all (being's believing)&lt;br /&gt;Being's believing (take your passion)&lt;br /&gt;(Make it happen) make it happen (what a feeling)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-8980746857490317229?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/8980746857490317229/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=8980746857490317229&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/8980746857490317229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/8980746857490317229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/01/irene-cara.html' title='IRENE CARA : What a Feeling'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rb4wUJ_COiI/AAAAAAAABNU/RTN1Ab5mXc0/s72-c/flashdance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-2846383546552365260</id><published>2007-01-27T03:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:13:24.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><title type='text'>SADE : Sweetest Taboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rbs9DJ_COUI/AAAAAAAABKc/sfwU15IMcKY/s1600-h/sade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024676933691128130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rbs9DJ_COUI/AAAAAAAABKc/sfwU15IMcKY/s200/sade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sade (à prononcer Chadé), britannique d’origine nigériane s’est imposée dans les années 80 avec son 1er Album "Diamond Life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle a une voix rauque, chaleureuse, terriblement suggestive et un phrasé d'une sensualité époustouflante, une sorte d'érotisme doux-amer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De très beaux arrangements musicaux hypersophistiqués ont toujours accompagné sa belle voix qui est très à l'aise dans de nombreux registres musicaux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sade est d’une beauté ébène incomparable, elle est le meilleur refuge pour les solitaires, amoureux et romantiques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rbs865_COTI/AAAAAAAABKU/icjE0hXXcPE/s1600-h/sade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024676791957207346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" height="220" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rbs865_COTI/AAAAAAAABKU/icjE0hXXcPE/s200/sade2.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest Taboo, est un titre divin, c’est parmi les meilleurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fsubnet.free.fr%2Fmyradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FSade%20-%20The%20sweetest%20taboo.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#00FF00;player_text:#FFFF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fandrix.free.fr%2Fandry%2Fmadagascar%2Fr%2Fp%2Fkaranakely%2Fnefapetakorona%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FSade%20-%20Your%20Love%20Is%20King.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fsubnet.free.fr%2Fmyradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FSade%20-%20Smooth%20Operator.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fsubnet.free.fr%2Fmyradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FSade%20-%20Love%20is%20stronger%20than%20pride.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Feter.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FSade%20-%20Is%20It%20a%20Crime.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEETEST TABOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I tell you&lt;br /&gt;If I tell you now&lt;br /&gt;Will you keep on&lt;br /&gt;Will you keep on loving me&lt;br /&gt;If I tell you&lt;br /&gt;If I tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Will you keep bringing out the best in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me, you give me the sweetest taboo&lt;br /&gt;You give me, you're giving me the sweetest taboo&lt;br /&gt;Too good for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a quiet storm&lt;br /&gt;And it never felt like this before&lt;br /&gt;There's a quiet storm&lt;br /&gt;That is you&lt;br /&gt;There's a quiet storm&lt;br /&gt;And it never felt this hot before&lt;br /&gt;Giving me something that's taboo&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes I think you're just too good for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me the sweetest taboo&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm in love with you (with you)&lt;br /&gt;You give me the sweetest taboo&lt;br /&gt;Too good for me&lt;br /&gt;(Sometimes I think you're just too good for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for you, I'd stand out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Anything you want me to do, don't let it slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a quiet storm&lt;br /&gt;And it never felt like this before&lt;br /&gt;There's a quiet storm&lt;br /&gt;I think it's you&lt;br /&gt;There's a quiet storm&lt;br /&gt;And I never felt this hot before&lt;br /&gt;Giving me something that's taboo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me the (you give me, you give me the)&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest taboo&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm in love with you (with you)&lt;br /&gt;You give me, keep giving me the sweetest taboo&lt;br /&gt;Too good for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got the biggest heart&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think you're just too good for me&lt;br /&gt;Every day is christmas, and every night is new year's Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you keep on loving me&lt;br /&gt;Will you keep on, will you keep on&lt;br /&gt;Bringing out the best in me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-2846383546552365260?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/2846383546552365260/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=2846383546552365260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/2846383546552365260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/2846383546552365260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/01/sade.html' title='SADE : Sweetest Taboo'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rbs9DJ_COUI/AAAAAAAABKc/sfwU15IMcKY/s72-c/sade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-8781172145292385157</id><published>2007-01-26T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:13:06.484-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Français'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rap'/><title type='text'>BANDOLERO : Paris Latino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbnaSJ_COPI/AAAAAAAABJk/wNqDGx1epeM/s1600-h/bandolero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024286864761305330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbnaSJ_COPI/AAAAAAAABJk/wNqDGx1epeM/s320/bandolero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bandolero, a disparu à la même vitesse à laquelle il a apparu, seul succès pendant les années 80 leur titre Paris Latino un excellent Rap à la française.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce titre a été massacré par les StarAc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Bandolero - Paris Latino.mp3" href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Bandolero%20-%20Paris%20Latino.mp3"&gt;Bandolero - Paris Latino.mp3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARIS LATINO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno que rico que lindo&lt;br /&gt;Paris Latino&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno que rico que lindo&lt;br /&gt;Paris Latino&lt;br /&gt;Bandolero rock&lt;br /&gt;Bandolero shock&lt;br /&gt;Bandolero rock&lt;br /&gt;Bandolero shock&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno que rico que lindo&lt;br /&gt;Paris Latino&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno que rico que lindo&lt;br /&gt;Paris Latino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joséphine blanche, robe rouge et noire&lt;br /&gt;Danse avec le reflet du miroir&lt;br /&gt;Arrivé direct from Mexico, Don Diego de La Vega&lt;br /&gt;Z comme Zorro&lt;br /&gt;Ça se bouscule dans les couloirs&lt;br /&gt;Les poseurs, les voyeurs&lt;br /&gt;Tous ceux qui aiment s'faire voir&lt;br /&gt;Tout le monde est là&lt;br /&gt;Même ceux qu'on n'attend pas, la playmate du mois&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cha Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Miss Cha Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cha Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cha Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;Que linda esta&lt;br /&gt;Au milieu de tout ça, il y a nous, il y a moi&lt;br /&gt;Et (don't forget me, I'm doctor B)&lt;br /&gt;Verre sur verre de Cuba Libre&lt;br /&gt;(Don't forget me, I'm doctor B)&lt;br /&gt;Verre sur verre de Cuba Libre&lt;br /&gt;(Doctor B… that's me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes show&lt;br /&gt;You don't stop&lt;br /&gt;Come on come on&lt;br /&gt;Let's see rock rock&lt;br /&gt;Yo lady don't you see&lt;br /&gt;You better watch yourself with Doctor B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno que rico que lindo&lt;br /&gt;Paris Latino&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno que rico que lindo&lt;br /&gt;Paris Latino&lt;br /&gt;Bandolero rock&lt;br /&gt;Bandolero shock&lt;br /&gt;Bandolero rock&lt;br /&gt;Bandolero shock&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno que rico que lindo&lt;br /&gt;Paris Latino&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno que rico que lindo&lt;br /&gt;Paris Latino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joséphine blanche, robe rouge et noire&lt;br /&gt;Amoureuse folle du reflet dans le miroir&lt;br /&gt;Reparti direct to Mexico, Don Diego de La Vega&lt;br /&gt;Sa cape son bandeau&lt;br /&gt;Plus personne dans les couloirs&lt;br /&gt;Les poseurs, les voyeurs sont allés se faire voir&lt;br /&gt;Odeur de tabac, de cendriers froids&lt;br /&gt;Les parfums sucrés de Miss Cha Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Miss Cha Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cha Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cha Cha Cha&lt;br /&gt;Que linda esta&lt;br /&gt;Au milieu de tout ça, il y a nous, il y a moi&lt;br /&gt;Et (don't forget me, I'm doctor B)&lt;br /&gt;Verre brisé de Cuba Libre&lt;br /&gt;(Don't forget me, I'm doctor B)&lt;br /&gt;Verre brisé de Cuba Libre&lt;br /&gt;(Doctor B… that's me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes show&lt;br /&gt;You don't stop&lt;br /&gt;Come on come on&lt;br /&gt;Let's see rock rock&lt;br /&gt;Yo lady can't you see&lt;br /&gt;You better watch yourself with Doctor B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Party!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make you move, (get down)&lt;br /&gt;I'm do the let us groove, (don't stop)&lt;br /&gt;Just kick off the shoes (hit the top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And begin to groove (party!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't waste no time (get down)&lt;br /&gt;I get drunk on wine (don't stop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to score (hit the top)&lt;br /&gt;So what you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's my time to rap for you&lt;br /&gt;So let's go to the show shack room&lt;br /&gt;It won't take much time&lt;br /&gt;But have in mind&lt;br /&gt;That we're a brand new band&lt;br /&gt;And we're so divine&lt;br /&gt;No time for rock n' roll&lt;br /&gt;Cause roll don't rock&lt;br /&gt;And rock don't roll&lt;br /&gt;We got some hot that'll hit the spot&lt;br /&gt;Something brand new but not made of rock&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna rock the East, we're gonna rock the West&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna rock the girls and put them to the test&lt;br /&gt;And we'll rock you, but don't forget&lt;br /&gt;That what we make is designed to be best&lt;br /&gt;Get down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-8781172145292385157?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/8781172145292385157/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=8781172145292385157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/8781172145292385157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/8781172145292385157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/01/bandolero.html' title='BANDOLERO : Paris Latino'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbnaSJ_COPI/AAAAAAAABJk/wNqDGx1epeM/s72-c/bandolero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-506231092209559526</id><published>2007-01-24T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:12:42.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><title type='text'>EURYTHMICS : Sweet Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rbcf5p_CN-I/AAAAAAAABGc/JaifYaCyayA/s1600-h/eurythmicspic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023518984738322402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rbcf5p_CN-I/AAAAAAAABGc/JaifYaCyayA/s320/eurythmicspic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Eurythmics est un groupe formé d’un Duo pop-rock britannique Annie Lennox et de Dave Stewart .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils ont connu un succès phénoménal dans les années 80, grâce aux nouvelles techniques de pop synthétique et à la voix ténorale d’Annie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams a été un succès phénoménal pour le duo. C’est un morceau mythique qui est toujours à la page et passe encore dans nos boites de Tunis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D’autres titres à retenir :&lt;br /&gt;Here Comes The Rain Again&lt;br /&gt;There Must Be An Angel&lt;br /&gt;The Miracle Of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fcriminalisticautem.dajoob.com%2Fradio%2Fsounds%2Feurythmics%20-%20sweet%20dreams.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#111111" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fphilippe.guittonbous.free.fr%2Fphilradioweb%2Fsounds%2FEurythmics_%20Here%20comes%20the%20rain%20again.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.vin799.com%2Frb3%2Fsounds%2FEurythmics%20-%20There%20Must%20Be%20An%20Angel.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams are made of this&lt;br /&gt;who am I to disagree?&lt;br /&gt;I travel the world and the seven seas&lt;br /&gt;everybody's looking for somethin'.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them want to use you&lt;br /&gt;some of them want to get used by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them want to abuse you&lt;br /&gt;some of them want to be abused.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams are made of this&lt;br /&gt;who am I to disagree? . . .&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up&lt;br /&gt;keep your head up&lt;br /&gt;movin' on.&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up&lt;br /&gt;movin' on.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head up&lt;br /&gt;movin' on.&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up&lt;br /&gt;movin' on . . .&lt;br /&gt;Some of them want to use you&lt;br /&gt;some of them want to get used by you&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams are made of this&lt;br /&gt;who am I to disagree? . . .&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams are made of this&lt;br /&gt;who am I to disagree? . . .&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams are made of this&lt;br /&gt;who am I to disagree? . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-506231092209559526?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/506231092209559526/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=506231092209559526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/506231092209559526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/506231092209559526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/01/eurythmics.html' title='EURYTHMICS : Sweet Dreams'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/Rbcf5p_CN-I/AAAAAAAABGc/JaifYaCyayA/s72-c/eurythmicspic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-6189801794600594078</id><published>2007-01-23T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:11:29.234-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><title type='text'>PAUL YOUNG : Love of the Common People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbYGp5_CN9I/AAAAAAAABGQ/xJzUL8w-_dE/s1600-h/paultoung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023209751387977682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbYGp5_CN9I/AAAAAAAABGQ/xJzUL8w-_dE/s320/paultoung.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul Young nous a fait rêver avec sa superbe voix douce. Malheureusement, Il n’a jamais su s’imposer dans les Hits parade. Je pense que la raison principale et qu’il était un chanteur interprète.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Young a commencé sa carrière avec des reprises " Wherever I lay My Hat " de Marvin Gaye, a été un beau succès.&lt;br /&gt;" Everytime you go away " était aussi une reprise mais elle a été aussi son titre le plus connu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ses meilleurs titres sont :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back and stay&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you go away&lt;br /&gt;Love of the common people&lt;br /&gt;Senza una donna (avec Zucchero)&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I lay my hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne sais pas pour qu’elle raison, mais "Love of the common people" est une chanson qui m’a spécialement marqué.&lt;br /&gt;De style plutôt pop, à l’époque elle n’a pas été produite en vidéo clip. Je fermais les yeux, je l’écoutais et je voyais toute la scène se dérouler devant moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’eau qui fuyait à travers le toit, les gouttelettes d’eau qui tombaient dans un Mug de lait.&lt;br /&gt;La petite fille qui pleurait …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecoutez cette chanson, fermez vos yeux et regardez le clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#111111" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.pokotopokoto.com%2FBlogEle%2Fradioblog%2Fsounds%2F20%20-%20Paul%20Young%20-%20Love%20of%20the%20common%20people.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fpliskinsnake.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FPaul%20Young%20-%20Everytime%20You%20Go%20Away.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fphilippe.guittonbous.free.fr%2Fphilradioweb%2Fsounds%2FPaul%20Young_%20Come%20Back%20And%20Stay.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fsisinou.free.fr%2Fblog%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FZucchero%20%26%20Paul%20Young%20-%20Senza%20Una%20Donna.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Paul Young - Wherever I Lay My Hat.mp3" href="http://www.snapdrive.net/files/293972/Paul%20Young%20-%20Wherever%20I%20Lay%20My%20Hat.mp3"&gt;Paul Young - Wherever I Lay My Hat.mp3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love of the common people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living on free feed tickets,&lt;br /&gt;Water in the milk from a hole in the roof&lt;br /&gt;Where the rain came through.&lt;br /&gt;What can you do?&lt;br /&gt;Tears from your little sister,&lt;br /&gt;Crying 'cause she doesn't have a dress without a patch&lt;br /&gt;For the party to go.&lt;br /&gt;But you she'll get by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she's living in the love of the common people,&lt;br /&gt;Smile's from the heart of a family man.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to,&lt;br /&gt;Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can&lt;br /&gt;And she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing you don't have a busfare,&lt;br /&gt;It would fall thru' the hole in your pocket and you'd lose it&lt;br /&gt;In the snow on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;You got to walk into town to find a job.&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to keep your hands warm&lt;br /&gt;When the hole in your shoe lets the snow come thru'&lt;br /&gt;And chills you to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;Now you'd better go home where it's warm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you can live in a love of the common people,&lt;br /&gt;Smile from the heart of a family man.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to,&lt;br /&gt;Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can&lt;br /&gt;And she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living on a dream ain't easy&lt;br /&gt;But the closest the knit the tighter the fit&lt;br /&gt;And the chills stay away.&lt;br /&gt;You take 'em in stride for family pride.&lt;br /&gt;You know that faith is in your foundation&lt;br /&gt;And with a whole lot of love and a warm conversation&lt;br /&gt;But don't forget to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Making it strong were you belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're living in the love of the common people,&lt;br /&gt;Smile's from the heart of a family man.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to,&lt;br /&gt;Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can&lt;br /&gt;And she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Je te remercie Niobé, de m'avoir retrouvé cette chanson sur le net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-6189801794600594078?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/6189801794600594078/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=6189801794600594078&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/6189801794600594078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/6189801794600594078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/01/paul-young.html' title='PAUL YOUNG : Love of the Common People'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbYGp5_CN9I/AAAAAAAABGQ/xJzUL8w-_dE/s72-c/paultoung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-2620488337324043064</id><published>2007-01-22T00:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:12:00.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock and Roll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><title type='text'>PRINCE : When Doves Cry</title><content type='html'>Peu d'artistes ont créé un répertoire aussi riche et varié que celui de Prince. Pendant les années 80s, il a émergé comme un des talents les plus singuliers du Rock &amp; Roll, capable aussi bien d'éblouir en Pop, Funk et Folk.Il a enregistré de centaines de titres parmi lesquels plusieurs titres fabuleux sont passés inaperçus. Avec chaque album, il s'est affiché avec un vestimentaire stylistique remarquable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbSBOQuX3DI/AAAAAAAABE0/TVRXrNBgw9w/s1600-h/040403_prince_hd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022781566432566322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbSBOQuX3DI/AAAAAAAABE0/TVRXrNBgw9w/s320/040403_prince_hd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avec "Dirty Mind" en 1980, il a enregistré son premier chef-d’œuvre, un cocktail de Funk, de Soul et de Pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'album "Purple Rain" fait de Prince une vedette incontestable (on attendait même a ce qu'il allait détrôner Michael Jackson); pendant des dizaines de semaines, il a été en tête des Hit Parade. A l'époque, en Tunisie pour les jeunes 16-20 ans, ce type de rythme mélangé nous était complètement inconnu mais la persistance de Prince sur RTCI (grâce notamment à Donia Chaouch) nous a poussé à l'adopter, plutôt à l'adorer.&lt;br /&gt;Fin des années 80, c'est "Kiss" dernier succès de Prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fbalagge89.uw.hu%2Fsounds%2FPrince%20-%20When%20doves%20cry.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.chefai.info%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FPrince%20-%20Purple%20Rain.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#111111" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fnautike.altervista.org%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FPrince%20-%20Kiss.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#111111" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Doves Cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbSAXwuX3CI/AAAAAAAABEs/USrcgL6vP2A/s1600-h/Prince-774250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022780630129695778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="221" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbSAXwuX3CI/AAAAAAAABEs/USrcgL6vP2A/s320/Prince-774250.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dig if u will the picture&lt;br /&gt;Of u and I engaged in a kiss&lt;br /&gt;The sweat of your body covers me&lt;br /&gt;Can u my darling&lt;br /&gt;Can u picture this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream if u can a courtyard&lt;br /&gt;An ocean of violets in bloom&lt;br /&gt;Animals strike curious poses&lt;br /&gt;They feel the heat&lt;br /&gt;The heat between me and u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can u just leave me standing?&lt;br /&gt;Alone in a world that's so cold? (So cold)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just 2 demanding&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just like my father 2 bold&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're just like my mother&lt;br /&gt;She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)&lt;br /&gt;Why do we scream at each other&lt;br /&gt;This is what it sounds like&lt;br /&gt;When doves cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch if u will my stomach&lt;br /&gt;Feel how it trembles inside&lt;br /&gt;You've got the butterflies all tied up&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me chase u&lt;br /&gt;Even doves have pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can u just leave me standing?&lt;br /&gt;Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just 2 demanding&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just like my father 2 bold&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're just like my mother&lt;br /&gt;She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)&lt;br /&gt;Why do we scream at each other&lt;br /&gt;This is what it sounds like&lt;br /&gt;When doves cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can u just leave me standing?&lt;br /&gt;Alone in a world that's so cold? (A world that's so cold)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just 2 demanding (Maybe, maybe I'm like my father)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just like my father 2 bold (Ya know he's 2 bold)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're just like my mother (Maybe you're just like my mother)&lt;br /&gt;She's never satisfied (She's never, never satisfied)&lt;br /&gt;Why do we scream at each other (Why do we scream, why)&lt;br /&gt;This is what it sounds like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When doves cry&lt;br /&gt;When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)&lt;br /&gt;When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Cry (Don't Cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When doves cry&lt;br /&gt;When doves cry&lt;br /&gt;When doves cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry, doves cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Darling don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't don't cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-2620488337324043064?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/2620488337324043064/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=2620488337324043064&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/2620488337324043064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/2620488337324043064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/01/prince.html' title='PRINCE : When Doves Cry'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbSBOQuX3DI/AAAAAAAABE0/TVRXrNBgw9w/s72-c/040403_prince_hd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712068583869578319.post-45633381513341300</id><published>2007-01-20T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T06:09:56.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul Funk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglais'/><title type='text'>IMAGINATION : Just an Illusion</title><content type='html'>Imagination groupe inconnu, s’est imposé dans les années 80 pendant presque une année, pour re-disparaitre à jamais du Hit Parade. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbJMMAuX3AI/AAAAAAAABEU/_aQJDqzfp2U/s1600-h/imagination.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022160303708167170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbJMMAuX3AI/AAAAAAAABEU/_aQJDqzfp2U/s400/imagination.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il fut L'un des meilleurs groupe de soul funk des années 80's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Après leur 1er album à succès modéré "Body talk", "Music and lights" leur second album remporte un très beau succès notamment avec leur titre "Just an illusion" atteignant la seconde place des Top 10 pendant plusieurs semaines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un titre à jamais gravé nos mémoires d’Ado, pas de Boum sans Imagination. En l’écoutant encore, en ce dit qu’il n’y a plus de bonne musique aujourd’hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just an illusion", "Music and lights", "Flashback" et "Body talk" sont des titres qu’on pourrait écouter pendant des heures sans se lasser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fradio.funk.free.fr%2Fsounds%2FImagination%20-%20Just%20An%20Illusion.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#111111;border:#00FF00;button:#FFFF00;player_text:#00FF00;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#111111" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fradio.funk.free.fr%2Fsounds%2FImagination%20-%20Music%20%26%20Lights.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#ECECEC" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fradio.funk.free.fr%2Fsounds%2FImagination%20-%20Flashback.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#ECECEC" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for a destiny that's mine&lt;br /&gt;There's another place another time&lt;br /&gt;Touching many hearts along the way&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that I'll never have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow your emotion anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Is it really magic in the air&lt;br /&gt;Never let your feeling get you down&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and look around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that it's just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Putting me back in all this confusion&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that it's just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be a picture in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Never sure exactly what I'll find&lt;br /&gt;Only in my dreams I turn you on&lt;br /&gt;Here for just a moment then you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that it's just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Putting me back in all this confusion&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that it's just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712068583869578319-45633381513341300?l=eightyzik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/feeds/45633381513341300/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712068583869578319&amp;postID=45633381513341300&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/45633381513341300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712068583869578319/posts/default/45633381513341300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eightyzik.blogspot.com/2007/01/imagination.html' title='IMAGINATION : Just an Illusion'/><author><name>Téméraire V5.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01753143326953187818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/132/317761599_576160a4d9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgWdC6u3DCM/RbJMMAuX3AI/AAAAAAAABEU/_aQJDqzfp2U/s72-c/imagination.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
