<?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-36070172</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:10:39.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juan Pacheco Punto Com  Video Room</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36070172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Juan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05157843847187248180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36070172.post-116395690871404662</id><published>2006-11-19T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T09:21:48.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IL CUORE È UNO ZINGARO, Nicola Di Bari</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="210" height="170"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oWeVmHnjusU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oWeVmHnjusU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="210" height="170"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IL CUORE È UNO ZINGARO&lt;br /&gt;Nicola Di Bari &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avevo una ferita in fondo al cuore, soffrivo, soffrivo… &lt;br /&gt;Le dissi non è niente ma mentivo, piangevo, piangevo. &lt;br /&gt;Per te si è fatto tardi è già notte, &lt;br /&gt;non mi tenere lasciami giù &lt;br /&gt;mi disse non guardarmi negli occhi, &lt;br /&gt;e mi lasciò cantando così: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Che colpa ne ho se il cuore è uno zingaro e va &lt;br /&gt;catene non ha, il cuore è uno zingaro e va. &lt;br /&gt;Finché troverà, il prato più verde che c’è &lt;br /&gt;raccoglierà le stelle su di se &lt;br /&gt;e si fermerà chissà… e si fermerà". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L' ho vista un anno dopo l'altra sera, rideva, rideva. &lt;br /&gt;Mi strinse, lo sapeva che il mio cuore, batteva, batteva. &lt;br /&gt;Mi disse stiamo insieme stasera &lt;br /&gt;che voglia di rispondere sì… &lt;br /&gt;ma senza mai guardarla negli occhi &lt;br /&gt;io la lasciai cantando così: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Che colpa ne ho……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36070172-116395690871404662?l=juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com/feeds/116395690871404662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36070172&amp;postID=116395690871404662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36070172/posts/default/116395690871404662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36070172/posts/default/116395690871404662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com/2006/11/il-cuore-uno-zingaro-nicola-di-bari.html' title='IL CUORE È UNO ZINGARO, Nicola Di Bari'/><author><name>Juan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05157843847187248180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36070172.post-116395606574081251</id><published>2006-11-19T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T09:07:45.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Et si tu n'existais pas avec Joe Dassin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="170" width="210"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2i5QZS44DE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2i5QZS44DE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="210" height="170"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ET SI TU N'EXISTAIS PAS&lt;br /&gt;Joe Dassin  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu n'existais pas,&lt;br /&gt;Dis-moi pourquoi j'existerais.&lt;br /&gt;Pour traîner dans un monde sans toi,&lt;br /&gt;Sans espoir et sans regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu n'existais pas,&lt;br /&gt;J'essaierais d'inventer l'amour,&lt;br /&gt;Comme un peintre qui voit sous ses doigts&lt;br /&gt;Naître les couleurs du jour.&lt;br /&gt;Et qui n'en revient pas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu n'existais pas,&lt;br /&gt;Dis-moi pour qui j'existerais.&lt;br /&gt;Des passantes endormies dans mes bras&lt;br /&gt;Que je n'aimerais jamais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu n'existais pas,&lt;br /&gt;Je ne serais qu'un point de plus&lt;br /&gt;Dans ce monde qui vient et qui va,&lt;br /&gt;Je me sentirais perdu,&lt;br /&gt;J'aurais besoin de toi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu n'existais pas,&lt;br /&gt;Dis-moi comment j'existerais.&lt;br /&gt;Je pourrais faire semblant d'être moi,&lt;br /&gt;Mais je ne serais pas vrai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Et si tu n'existais pas,&lt;br /&gt;Je crois que je l'aurais trouvé,&lt;br /&gt;Le secret de la vie, le pourquoi,&lt;br /&gt;Simplement pour te créer&lt;br /&gt;Et pour te regarder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36070172-116395606574081251?l=juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36070172.post-116395485657191838</id><published>2006-11-19T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T08:47:36.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathalie avec Gilbert Bécaud</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="170" width="210"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0GUjmIrZRqk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0GUjmIrZRqk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="210" height="170"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;NATHALIE&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert Bécaud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Place Rouge était vide&lt;br /&gt;Devant moi marchait Nathalie&lt;br /&gt;Elle avait un joli nom, mon guide&lt;br /&gt;Nathalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Place Rouge était blanche&lt;br /&gt;La neige faisait un tapis&lt;br /&gt;Et je suivait par ce froid dimanche&lt;br /&gt;Nathalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle parlait en phrases sobres&lt;br /&gt;De la Révolution d'Octobre&lt;br /&gt;Je pensais déjà&lt;br /&gt;Qu'après le tombeau de Lénine&lt;br /&gt;On irait au Café Pouchkine&lt;br /&gt;Boire un chocolat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Place Rouge était vide&lt;br /&gt;Je lui pris son bras, elle a souri&lt;br /&gt;Il avait des cheveux blonds, mon guide&lt;br /&gt;Nathalie, Nathalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans sa chambre, a l'université&lt;br /&gt;Une bande d'étudiants&lt;br /&gt;L'attendait impatiemment&lt;br /&gt;On a ri, on a beaucoup parlé&lt;br /&gt;Ils voulaient tout savoir&lt;br /&gt;Nathalie traduisait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moscou, les plaines de Krim&lt;br /&gt;Et les Champs-Elysées&lt;br /&gt;On a tout mélangé et on a chanté&lt;br /&gt;Et puis, ils ont débouché&lt;br /&gt;En riant à l'avance&lt;br /&gt;Du champagne de France&lt;br /&gt;Et on a dansé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et quand la chambre fut vide&lt;br /&gt;Tous les amis étaient partis&lt;br /&gt;Je suis resté seul avec mon guide&lt;br /&gt;Nathalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus d'questions de phrases sobres&lt;br /&gt;Ni d'au Révolution d'Octobre&lt;br /&gt;On n'en était plus là&lt;br /&gt;Fini le tombeau de Lénine&lt;br /&gt;Le chocolat de chez Pouchkine&lt;br /&gt;C'est, c'était loin déjà&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ma vie me semble vide&lt;br /&gt;Mais je sais qu'un jour à Paris&lt;br /&gt;C'est moi qui lui servirai de guide&lt;br /&gt;Nathalie&lt;br /&gt;Nathalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36070172-116395485657191838?l=juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com/feeds/116395485657191838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36070172.post-116395381674476558</id><published>2006-11-19T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T08:36:39.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday by the Beatles</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="170" width="210"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ONXp-vpE9eU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ONXp-vpE9eU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="210" height="170"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;All my troubles seemed so far away,&lt;br /&gt;Now it looks as though they're here to stay,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not half the man I used to be,&lt;br /&gt;There's a shadow hanging over me,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yesterday came suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why she&lt;br /&gt;Had to go I don't know, she wouldn't say.&lt;br /&gt;I said,&lt;br /&gt;Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Love was such an easy game to play,&lt;br /&gt;Now I need a place to hide away,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why she&lt;br /&gt;Had to go I don't know, she wouldn't say.&lt;br /&gt;I said,&lt;br /&gt;Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Love was such an easy game to play,&lt;br /&gt;Now I need a place to hide away,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36070172.post-116377960222679080</id><published>2006-11-17T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T08:06:42.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakira's Concert at the Metropoliatan Stadium in Barranquilla</title><content type='html'>No words to describe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="210" height="1700"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J2lA7qiaO2M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J2lA7qiaO2M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="210" height="170"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36070172-116377960222679080?l=juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36070172.post-116377826857839933</id><published>2006-11-17T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T07:33:35.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Hugs Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="170" width="210"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="210" height="170"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Què tal si hacemos algo así acá? Esperamos sugerencias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;All The Same&lt;br /&gt;Sick Puppies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't mind where you come from&lt;br /&gt;As long as you come to me&lt;br /&gt;I don't like illusions I can't see&lt;br /&gt;Them clearly&lt;br /&gt;I don't care no I wouldn't dare&lt;br /&gt;To fix the twist in you&lt;br /&gt;You've shown me eventually&lt;br /&gt;What you'll do&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind...&lt;br /&gt;I don't care...&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're here&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead tell me you'll leave again&lt;br /&gt;You'll just come back running&lt;br /&gt;Holding your scarred heart in hand&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;If you take me for everything&lt;br /&gt;Do it all over again&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same&lt;br /&gt;Hours slide and days go by&lt;br /&gt;Till you decide to come&lt;br /&gt;And in between it always seems too long&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;And I have the skill, yeah I have the will&lt;br /&gt;To breathe you in while I can&lt;br /&gt;However long you stay&lt;br /&gt;Is all that I am&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind...&lt;br /&gt;I don't care...&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're here&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead tell me you'll leave again&lt;br /&gt;You'll just come back running&lt;br /&gt;Holding your scarred heart in hand&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;If you take me for everything&lt;br /&gt;Do it all over again&lt;br /&gt;It's always the same&lt;br /&gt;Wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;Black or white&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;The compromise&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead say it you're leaving&lt;br /&gt;You'll just come back running&lt;br /&gt;Holding your scarred heart in hand&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;If you take me for everything&lt;br /&gt;Do it all over again&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.completealbumlyrics.com/lyric/131147/Sick+Puppies+-+All+The+Same.html"&gt;More lyrics by Sick Puppies here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36070172-116377826857839933?l=juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com/feeds/116377826857839933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36070172&amp;postID=116377826857839933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36070172/posts/default/116377826857839933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36070172/posts/default/116377826857839933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com/2006/11/free-hugs-campaign.html' title='Free Hugs Campaign'/><author><name>Juan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05157843847187248180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36070172.post-116377777340327599</id><published>2006-11-17T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T08:00:24.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marco T. Barros</title><content type='html'>Mr. Marco T Barros is one of the most outstanding radio people in Barranquilla.  This is a sample of our appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="210" height="170"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rXtPCmC7O4A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rXtPCmC7O4A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="210" height="170"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rXtPCmC7O4A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36070172-116377777340327599?l=juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com/feeds/116377777340327599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36070172&amp;postID=116377777340327599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36070172/posts/default/116377777340327599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36070172/posts/default/116377777340327599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juanpachecofwordpad2.blogspot.com/2006/11/marco-t-barros.html' title='Marco T. 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