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Extrait de Mozart, l&amp;#039;opéra rock. Mikelangelo Loconte &amp;#38; Florent Mothe &amp;#9774; Little girl, little girl Why are you crying ? Inside your restless soul Your heart is dying. Little one, little one Little Girl. Green Day &amp;#9774; Comme un éclat de rire vient consoler tristesse. Comme un souffle avenir vient raviver les braises. Damien Saez. Jeunesse Lève Toi &amp;#9774; Un chagrin coule et innonde la douleur la plus profonde. The Saints are coming. Green Day &amp;#38; U2 &amp;#9774; Et toutes les routes que nous empruntons sont sinueuses. Wonderwall. Oasis &amp;#9774; On se prend la main, comme des enfants Le bonheur aux lèvres, un peu naivement Et on marche ensemble, d&amp;#039;un pas décidé Alors que nos têtes nous crient de tout arrêter Comme des enfants. Coeur de Pirate &amp;#9774; I have been here many times before I Hurt myself again today And, the worst part is there&amp;#039;s no-one else to blame Be my friend Hold me, wrap me up Unfold me I am small I&amp;#039;m needy Warm me up And breathe me Ouch I have lost myself again Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found Breathe me by Sia &amp;#9774; Summer has come and passed The innocent can never last Wake me up when september ends Like my fathers come to pass Seven years has gone so fast Wake me up when september ends Here comes the rain again Falling from the stars Drenched in my pain again Becoming who we are As my memory rests But never forgets what I lost Wake me up when september ends Ring out the bells again Like we did when spring began Wake me up when september ends Wake me up when September Ends. Green Day &amp;#9774; Je vois défiler des visages Je vois passer des regrets Autant de rêves qui sont de passage Que j&amp;#039;ai laissé en marge Quand j&amp;#039;aurais dû rêver La vie passe Et je n&amp;#039;ai rien vu passer La vie passe Je n&amp;#039;ai fait que l&amp;#039;emprunter Le temps passe Je n&amp;#039;ai pas su l&amp;#039;arrêter Et j&amp;#039;ai simplement oublié d&amp;#039;aimer La vie passe. Extrait de la comédia musical Le Roi Soleil. Emmanuel Moire &amp;#9774; If I&amp;#039;m a bad person, You don&amp;#039;t like me. I guess I&amp;#039;ll make my own way, It&amp;#039;s a circle, I mean cycle. I can&amp;#039;t excite you anymore. Where&amp;#039;s your gavel, your jury? What&amp;#039;s my offense this time? You&amp;#039;re not a judge but if you&amp;#039;re gonna judge me, Well sentence me to another life. When you swear it&amp;#039;s all my fault. Cause you know we&amp;#039;re not the same. We&amp;#039;re not the same Oh we&amp;#039;re not the same, The friends who stuck together. We wrote our names in blood. You treat me just like another stranger. Well it&amp;#039;s nice to meet you sir. I guess I&amp;#039;ll go. I best be on my way out. Ignorance is your new best friend. Ignorance. Paramore</description><sy:updatePeriod>daily</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2009-11-08T11:35:42Z</sy:updateBase><dc:creator>LastxSong</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-11-08T11:35:42Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><dc:rights /><item><title>Love, love, love &amp;#9829;</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/47266f59/l/0Llastxsong0Bskyrock0N0C259872780A20ELove0Elove0Elove0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/47266f59/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1193701209/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1193701209/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1193701209/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1193701209/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/2598727802-Love-love-love.html</guid><dc:creator>LastxSong</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-08-24T20:03:31Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/2598727802-Love-love-love.html"><img align="left" src="http://16.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/lastxsong.45355516.2598727802.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Parce que quand Lorraine tousse, elle lève la jambe et tourne sur elle-même :D. Liebe (l)</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/5fba6f5b/l/0Llastxsong0Bskyrock0N0C20A8568830A50EParce0Eque0Equand0ELorraine0Etousse0Eelle0Eleve0Ela0Ejambe0Eet0Etourne0Esur0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Lorraine, que dire sur toi ?! Par où commencer ? Il s'est passé tellement de choses en si peu de temps ! &amp;#9829; Je vais commencer par te dire que tu es folle ! Une...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/5fba6f5b/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1606053723/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1606053723/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1606053723/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1606053723/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/2085688305-Parce-que-quand-Lorraine-tousse-elle-leve-la-jambe-et-tourne-sur.html</guid><dc:creator>LastxSong</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-05-22T19:41:34Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/2085688305-Parce-que-quand-Lorraine-tousse-elle-leve-la-jambe-et-tourne-sur.html"><img align="left" src="http://16.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/lastxsong.45355516.2085688305.5.jpg" alt="" /></a> Lorraine, que dire sur toi ?! Par où commencer ? Il s&#039;est passé tellement de choses en si peu de temps ! &amp;#9829; Je vais commencer par te dire que tu es folle ! Une...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Nostalgie. ( Uu )</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/10480837/l/0Llastxsong0Bskyrock0N0C20A60A230A9560ENostalgie0EUu0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Berlin, c'était les chansons des années 8o. C'était les blagues vaseuses des gens, la nuit blanche de l'aller, les doc. pourris, les fous rires, les bonbons, les...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/10480837/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/273156151/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/273156151/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/273156151/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/273156151/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/2060230956-Nostalgie-Uu.html</guid><dc:creator>LastxSong</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-06-02T18:59:11Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/2060230956-Nostalgie-Uu.html"><img align="left" src="http://16.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/lastxsong.45355516.2060230956.8.jpg" alt="" /></a> Berlin, c&#039;était les chansons des années 8o. C&#039;était les blagues vaseuses des gens, la nuit blanche de l&#039;aller, les doc. pourris, les fous rires, les bonbons, les...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>&amp;#9829;</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/7adc26fc/l/0Llastxsong0Bskyrock0N0C20A50A4338490Eposted0Eon0E20A0A80E10A0E0A20Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Hugh Laurie. The Best. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/7adc26fc/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/2061248252/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/2061248252/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/2061248252/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/2061248252/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/2050433849-posted-on-2008-10-02.html</guid><dc:creator>LastxSong</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-08-10T18:15:21Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/2050433849-posted-on-2008-10-02.html"><img align="left" src="http://www.dailymotion.com/thumbnail/160x120/video/k6qmp6SchQU60QvntR" alt="" width="150" /></a> Hugh Laurie. The Best. </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Such A Lonely Day. And Its Mine</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/73c2dde4/l/0Llastxsong0Bskyrock0N0C18899851670ESuch0EA0ELonely0EDay0EAnd0EIts0EMine0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>I have hurt myself, cried, Never again. Broken down in agony And just trying to find a friend Pouh! Passionnant Paroles de Sober. P!nk ®&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/73c2dde4/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1942150628/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1942150628/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1942150628/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1942150628/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/1889985167-Such-A-Lonely-Day-And-Its-Mine.html</guid><dc:creator>LastxSong</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-10-20T19:48:45Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/1889985167-Such-A-Lonely-Day-And-Its-Mine.html"><img align="left" src="http://16.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/lastxsong.45355516.1889985167.11.jpg" alt="" /></a> I have hurt myself, cried, Never again. Broken down in agony And just trying to find a friend Pouh! Passionnant Paroles de Sober. P!nk ®</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>" Germaine " veut tout dire. Même Germaine va planter sa p'tite graine. C'est l'amour.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/6f0cb060/l/0Llastxsong0Bskyrock0N0C18394381370EGermaine0Eveut0Etout0Edire0EMeme0EGermaine0Eva0Eplanter0Esa0Ep0Etite0Egraine0EC0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Nos discussions. Le bus. Germaine. Ade n'arrive pas à marcher droit. Nos foutages de gueule. Nos fous rires. Les chansons. Le ridicul. A la cantine, dans le bus, dans...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/6f0cb060/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1863102560/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1863102560/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1863102560/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1863102560/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/1839438137-Germaine-veut-tout-dire-Meme-Germaine-va-planter-sa-p-tite-graine-C.html</guid><dc:creator>LastxSong</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-11-01T16:51:00Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://lastxsong.skyrock.com/1839438137-Germaine-veut-tout-dire-Meme-Germaine-va-planter-sa-p-tite-graine-C.html"><img align="left" src="http://16.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/lastxsong.45355516.1839438137.19.jpg" alt="" /></a> Nos discussions. Le bus. Germaine. Ade n&#039;arrive pas à marcher droit. Nos foutages de gueule. Nos fous rires. Les chansons. Le ridicul. A la cantine, dans le bus, dans...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Aurélie &amp;#8224; " Some people think we're idiots and perverts. Which we are. "Tom Delonge_________________________</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/56b8a62/l/0Llastxsong0Bskyrock0N0C18333448410EAurelie0ESome0Epeople0Ethink0Ewe0Ere0Eidiots0Eand0Eperverts0EWhich0Ewe0Eare0ETom0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Les gens partent tous un jour. 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