<?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-35650141</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:21:27.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paroles of dalida</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-6548821512223239977</id><published>2007-02-28T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:03:05.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que es un niño!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EhRHivpAmc/ReXy2bQAtOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yvc2e3zDI_M/s1600-h/DSC07119bis+tamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036698775125538018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EhRHivpAmc/ReXy2bQAtOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yvc2e3zDI_M/s320/DSC07119bis+tamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; No acabo de entenderlo, si no lleva pendientes!!! Últimamente, allá donde voy oigo comentarios del tipo: que ojos más bonitos tiene esta niña, y que pestañas!!, que contenta está, ... hoy no me he podido aguantar, que es un niño señora!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-6548821512223239977?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/6548821512223239977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=6548821512223239977&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/6548821512223239977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/6548821512223239977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2007/02/que-es-un-nio.html' title='Que es un niño!!!!'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EhRHivpAmc/ReXy2bQAtOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yvc2e3zDI_M/s72-c/DSC07119bis+tamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-116319183039964291</id><published>2006-11-10T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:50:30.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALLCLARA 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/1600/eli007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/eli007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un nuevo reencuentro de 8 amigas que a pesar de ser sumamente diferentes, hoy nos une nuestra historia particular. Una amistad que no ha caducado, que cada año que pasa nos satisface comprobar que ahí estan, a tu lado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque la distancia nos separe, la nostalgia te llena el corazón de buenos recuerdos. Quizá cuando seamos viejitas tomemos café, nos contemos confidencias y sigamos la partida del uno!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-116319183039964291?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/116319183039964291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=116319183039964291&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116319183039964291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116319183039964291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2006/11/vallclara-2006.html' title='VALLCLARA 2006'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-116319018059584798</id><published>2006-11-10T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:23:00.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRACIAS A MILO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/1600/DSC05968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/DSC05968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Momentos como este GRACIAS a Milo. Gracias por la invitación. Gracias por tu esfuerzo, por como te lo curraste todo, desde &lt;a href="http://ainos76.blogspot.com/2006/11/cumpleaos-que-puedo-decir-se-celebr-en.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;la invitación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, la ubicación, la cena de cumpleaños, tu atención para que todo el mundo estuviera bien y no le faltara de nada, de dia y de noche con pocas horas de sueño, ... nos deleitaste con tu compañía, con tu sonrisa pegadiza, con tus caras (de foto!!), con tu alegría, tu generosidad, tu cariño ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-116319018059584798?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/116319018059584798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=116319018059584798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116319018059584798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116319018059584798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2006/11/gracias-milo.html' title='GRACIAS A MILO'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-116110968502400243</id><published>2006-10-17T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T11:37:26.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MUJERES ESTUPENDAS</title><content type='html'>A medida que envejecemos, ganamos peso.&lt;br /&gt;Esto ocurre porque acumulamos mucha información en nuestra cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero claro, llega un punto en que tanta información&lt;br /&gt;no cabe en nuestra cabecita. Así que esa información acumulada&lt;br /&gt;empieza a distribuirse por todo el cuerpo. Y ahora lo entiendo todo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me sobran kilos!&lt;br /&gt;No estoy gorda!&lt;br /&gt;Soy culta!&lt;br /&gt;MUY culta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para todas las mujeres estupendas que andan por ahí....&lt;br /&gt;Hoy es el Día Internacional de las Mujeres Endemoniadamente Guapas y Elegantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no olvides este lema de vida:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"La vida NO debería ser un viaje hacia la tumba con la intención de llegar con buena salud y con un cuerpo atractivo y bien cuidado, sino más bien deslizarse en ella, con chocolate en una mano, vino en la otra, el cuerpo hecho polvo, totalmente desgastado y gritando: Joder, qué paseo!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Garbetom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;por alegrarme el día.&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-116110968502400243?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/116110968502400243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=116110968502400243&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116110968502400243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116110968502400243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2006/10/mujeres-estupendas.html' title='MUJERES ESTUPENDAS'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-116074923788934836</id><published>2006-10-13T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T07:30:45.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODO MAFALDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/1600/todo%20mafalda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/todo%20mafalda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace poco me han regalado este magnífico libro.&lt;br /&gt;Tengo ganas de encontrar el espacio para deleitarme&lt;br /&gt;con las más de 600 páginas con todas las tiras de Mafalda desde que nació, 1963 hasta que Quino se despidió de ella&lt;br /&gt;en 1973.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Este mundo es una sopa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Mafalda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-116074923788934836?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/116074923788934836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=116074923788934836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116074923788934836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116074923788934836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2006/10/todo-mafalda.html' title='TODO MAFALDA'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-116064303710071170</id><published>2006-10-12T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T01:50:37.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A las mamás del mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/1600/img066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/img066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; es un CD que descubrí por casualidad en una tienda muy especial. Suenan músicas del mundo resultados de melodías y mestizajes, talentos raros o poco conocidos, voces espléndidas... Algunos países: Camerun, Madagascar, Portugal, Philippines, Sumatra, Malte, Malí, Líbano, Birmania, ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-116064303710071170?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/116064303710071170/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=116064303710071170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116064303710071170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116064303710071170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2006/10/las-mams-del-mundo.html' title='A las mamás del mundo'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-116060256791443011</id><published>2006-10-11T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:36:07.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORLDVISION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Una buena amiga nos ha invitado a participar en la segunda edición de WORLDVISION, se trata de una especie de Eurovisión de aficionado.&lt;br /&gt;Pues bien, mi interpretación junto con mi pareja será la canción de PAROLES, PAROLES de Dalida acompañada de Alain Delon.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que triunfemos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/dalida%26delon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seguro que nos lo pasamos en grande!! Ya os contaré...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-116060256791443011?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/116060256791443011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=116060256791443011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116060256791443011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116060256791443011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2006/10/worldvision.html' title='WORLDVISION'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-116042835730342754</id><published>2006-10-09T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T14:19:02.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;El amor hay que enseñarlo amando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;pues es la única manera de enseñar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;A amar se aprende amando y sintiéndose amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me preguntaréis, ¿qué es amar...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;No podré daros respuesta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;El lenguaje es una herramienta demasiado pobre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;para describir el amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Con todo, yo os diría que amar es darse, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;es buscar la felicidad del otro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;es ser feliz en ver su sonreir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;el avanzarse a sus deseos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;el arrancarle una mirada dulce,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;un suspiro de satisfacción.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Amar es olvidarse de si mismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;para ponerse al servicio del ser amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Es hacer de dos cuerpos, de dos fuerzas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;de dos voluntades, una de sola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Es sentirse acompañado, aun cuando uno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;esté solo; aun cuando el otro ya se haya muerto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Es sentirse unido enfrente de la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Es gozo, es vida, es alegría.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Amar es tan bonito, da un placer tan intenso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;que tan solo puede compararse con el que da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;sentirse amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pero, resumiendo, osaría deciros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;que amar no es otra cosa que reflejar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;el amor de dios a los hombres y a la tierra&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rondalla poètica interpretada per S.G. el 16/11/02 al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Monestir de Poblet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-116042835730342754?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/116042835730342754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=116042835730342754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116042835730342754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116042835730342754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2006/10/amar.html' title='AMAR'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-116042771817350264</id><published>2006-10-09T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T14:01:58.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mi vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/1600/DSC05844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/DSC05844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-116042771817350264?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/116042771817350264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=116042771817350264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116042771817350264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116042771817350264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2006/10/mi-vida.html' title='mi vida'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35650141.post-116022408771049103</id><published>2006-10-07T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T05:28:07.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dalida</title><content type='html'>De moment sóc aquí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35650141-116022408771049103?l=parolesofdalida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/feeds/116022408771049103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35650141&amp;postID=116022408771049103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116022408771049103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35650141/posts/default/116022408771049103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parolesofdalida.blogspot.com/2006/10/dalida.html' title='dalida'/><author><name>DALIDA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569886658015473974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6790/3970/320/mcb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
