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<channel><title><![CDATA[Cahier de chants - La Page des Fran&ccedil;ais]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/la-page-des-franccedilais.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[La Page des Fran&ccedil;ais]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 10:37:45 +0700</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[Michel Fugain et Caterina Caselli.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/09/michel-fugain-et-caterina-caselli.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/09/michel-fugain-et-caterina-caselli.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 14:36:03 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/09/michel-fugain-et-caterina-caselli.html</guid><description><![CDATA["Une belle histoire" - "Un estate fa". [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><big>"Une belle histoire" - "Un estate fa".</big><br /></p><div  style=" margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; "><div style="text-align: left;"><object width='400' height='330'><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z5LIYY32MaY"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allownetworking" value="internal"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z5LIYY32MaY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allownetworking="internal" wmode="transparent" width='400' height='330'></embed></object></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Marie Laforêt.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/05/marie-lafort.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/05/marie-lafort.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 14:30:02 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/05/marie-lafort.html</guid><description><![CDATA["Quand on fait le tour, le total de l'amourc'est CADEAU." [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><big>"Quand on fait le tour, <br />le total de l'amour<br />c'est CADEAU."</big></p><div ><div id="607065649406538" align="left" style="width: 100%; overflow-y: hidden;"><div><object width="420" height="357"><param name="movie" value="http://dailymotion.alice.it/swf/xiyug&related=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://dailymotion.alice.it/swf/xiyug&related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="357" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"></embed></object><br /><b><a href="http://dailymotion.alice.it/video/xiyug_marie-laforet-1974-cadeau_blog">Marie Laforet 1974 - Cadeau </a></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Nicomad.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/04/nicomad1.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/04/nicomad1.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 14:14:24 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/04/nicomad1.html</guid><description><![CDATA[En "live" &agrave; Poitier.LIVE NICOMAD [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><big>En "live" &agrave; Poitier.</big></p><div ><div id="583420166261301" align="left" style="width: 100%; overflow-y: hidden;"><a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=18494565">LIVE NICOMAD</a><br><embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=18494565&v=2&type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"></embed></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Al Bano et Romina Power.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/04/al-bano-et-romina-power.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/04/al-bano-et-romina-power.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 04:45:14 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/04/al-bano-et-romina-power.html</guid><description><![CDATA[T'aimer encore une fois [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span  style=" z-index: 10; float: right; "><a><img src="/uploads/6/4/3/9/64398/8870659.jpg" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; border: 1px solid black; z-index: 10;" /></a></span><p  style=" text-align: left; display: block; "><big style="color: rgb(228, 40, 40);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />T'aimer encore <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">une fois</span></big></p><hr  style=" visibility: hidden; width: 100%; clear: both; "></hr><p  style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Regarder ton visage tandis que tu sommeilles<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Imaginer tes r&ecirc;ves et savoir que tu es &agrave; moi <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Voir le jour qui se l&egrave;ve inonder notre chambre <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Tandis que tu t'&eacute;veilles et savoir que tu es &agrave; moi </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Caresser ton &eacute;paule, voir danser la lumi&egrave;re <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Sur ta chemise ouverte et savoir que tu es &agrave; moi <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> &Eacute;couter ton c&oelig;ur battre, poser un baiser tendre <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Sur ta bouche entrouverte et t'aimer encore une fois </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />T'aimer encore une fois, t'aimer encore une fois <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> O&hellip; rester pr&egrave;s de toi, s'aimer encore une fois </span></p><div ><div id="573000469706922" align="left" style="width: 100%; overflow-y: hidden;"><object width='300' height='80'><param name='movie' value='http://media.imeem.com/m/tF3jC-cjRo/aus=false/'></param><param name='wmode' value='transparent'></param><embed src='http://media.imeem.com/m/tF3jC-cjRo/aus=false/' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' width='300' height='110' wmode='transparent'></embed></object></div></div><p  style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Sentir la nuit qui tombe, tromper mon inqui&eacute;tude <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Courir quand tu arrives et savoir que tu es &agrave; moi <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Avoir envie d'entendre ta voix qui me rassure <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> T'appeler au t&eacute;l&eacute;phone et savoir que tu es &agrave; moi </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Sentir glisser ta robe, respirer ta peau douce <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> &Eacute;teindre les lumi&egrave;res et savoir que tu es &agrave; moi </span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /> Penser &agrave; nos vacances, &agrave; ton corps dans les vagues</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />T'enlacer sur le sable et t'aimer encore une fois <br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">T'aimer encore une fois, t'aimer encore une fois </span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /> O&hellip; rester pr&egrave;s de toi, s'aimer encore une fois </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Sentir la nuit qui tombe, tromper mon inqui&eacute;tude </span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /> Courir quand tu arrives et savoir que tu es &agrave; moi </span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /> Sentir glisser ta robe, respirer ta peau douce <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> &Eacute;teindre les lumi&egrave;res et s'aimer encore une fois</span></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Vicky Léandros.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/03/vicky-landros.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/03/vicky-landros.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 14:47:33 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/03/vicky-landros.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Une autre chanson &agrave; ma m&egrave;re : "je pense &agrave; un fils". [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><big>Une autre chanson &agrave; ma m&egrave;re : "je pense &agrave; un fils".</big></p><div ><div id="937945657744526" align="left" style="width: 100%; overflow-y: hidden;"><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cKoSNFZ30T/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cKoSNFZ30T/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"></embed></object></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Jeane Manson.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/03/jeane-manson.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/03/jeane-manson.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 15:01:57 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/03/jeane-manson.html</guid><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Tu es venu." [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span  style=" z-index: 10; float: left; "><a><img src="/uploads/6/4/3/9/64398/1319014.jpg" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border: 1px solid black; z-index: 10;" /></a></span><p  style=" text-align: left; display: block; "><big><br /><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Tu es venu."</big></p><hr  style=" clear: both; width: 100%; visibility: hidden; "></hr><div ><div id="666732697706760" align="left" style="width: 100%; overflow-y: hidden;"><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/vYBIS4WSLX/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/vYBIS4WSLX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Nana Mouskouri.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/nana-mouskouri1.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/nana-mouskouri1.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 13:35:13 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/nana-mouskouri1.html</guid><description><![CDATA[ [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div ><div id="220631388327423" align="left" style="width: 100%; overflow-y: hidden;"><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/vqB7J2tKMM/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/vqB7J2tKMM/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object></div></div><span  style=" z-index: 10; float: left; "><a><img src="/uploads/6/4/3/9/64398/2817145.jpg" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border: none; z-index: 10;" /></a></span><p  style=" text-align: left; display: block; "><span style="color: rgb(228, 25, 64);"><a title="Links active once published">Mets ta main dans la main <br />de celui qui tend la sienne,</a></span><span style="color: rgb(228, 25, 64);"><a title="Links active once published"><br />Mets ta main dans la main <br />de celui qui dit bonjour.<br /></a></span><span style="color: rgb(228, 25, 64);"><a title="Links active once published">Il sera ton ami, <br />il le restera jusqu'&agrave; la fin des jours ;</a></span><span style="color: rgb(228, 25, 64);"><a title="Links active once published"><br />La main que tu tiens dans ta main,<br />c'est comme une poign&eacute;e d'amour.</a></span></p><hr  style=" width: 100%; clear: both; visibility: hidden; "></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Frédéric François.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/frdric-franois.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/frdric-franois.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 14:40:00 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/frdric-franois.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Sniff, sniff...(sorry)C'est la chanson de ma m&egrave;re, elle qui avait toujours pens&eacute; que son amour sera sauv&eacute; ! Mais l'autre n' a jamais compris, jusqu'&agrave; la fin. Dommage ! [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><big>Sniff, sniff...(sorry)<br />C'est la chanson de ma m&egrave;re, elle qui avait toujours pens&eacute; que son amour sera sauv&eacute; ! Mais <a href="http://ikalamako.blaogy.org/2007/11/01/clin-doeil/">l'autre n' a jamais compris</a>, jusqu'&agrave; la fin. Dommage !</big></p><div ><div id="291554329089638" align="left" style="width: 100%; overflow-y: hidden;"><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/GU0BJPBwvF/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/GU0BJPBwvF/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"></embed></object></div></div><div ><div style="text-align: center;"><a><img src="/uploads/6/4/3/9/64398/1286457.jpg" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border: 1px solid black;" /></a></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Edith Piaf.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/edith-piaf.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/edith-piaf.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 15:24:40 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/edith-piaf.html</guid><description><![CDATA["HYMNE &agrave; l'AMOUR"  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><big>"HYMNE &agrave; l'AMOUR"</big></p><div  style=" margin-bottom: 10px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><embed style="width:350px; height:250px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NjR5xFZxZK8" wmode="transparent"> </embed></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Il était une fois.]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/il-tait-une-fois.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/il-tait-une-fois.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 11:17:13 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://nyhirako.weebly.com/4/post/2008/02/il-tait-une-fois.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Ah l&agrave; l&agrave;, quel souvenir que nous a laiss&eacute; "J'ai encore r&ecirc;v&eacute; d'elle".  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><big>Ah l&agrave; l&agrave;, quel souvenir que nous a laiss&eacute; "J'ai encore r&ecirc;v&eacute; d'elle".</big></p><div  style=" margin-bottom: 10px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><embed style="width:350px; height:250px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A7XflXgyBJE" wmode="transparent"> </embed></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>
