<?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-4106888213975094964</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:01:28.713-07:00</updated><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>m/m</title><subtitle type='html'>Ghost-Writer</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4106888213975094964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>m/m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12459478092963871523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STah6PdLY1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/k4JtU0Bo99w/S220/01177.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4106888213975094964.post-2546624751557485743</id><published>2008-12-08T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:59:22.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>m/m is chill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STzf-XgIR8I/AAAAAAAAACA/7xsVVpfo77E/s1600-h/cafe78kp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277339125925038018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STzf-XgIR8I/AAAAAAAAACA/7xsVVpfo77E/s400/cafe78kp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After abandon chillout music for a long time, I'm back to Cafe' Del Mar's tunes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's chill and relax your body but work hard on your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sObWEaU6tXQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4106888213975094964-2546624751557485743?l=mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/feeds/2546624751557485743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/2008/12/mm-is-chill.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4106888213975094964/posts/default/2546624751557485743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4106888213975094964/posts/default/2546624751557485743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/2008/12/mm-is-chill.html' title='m/m is chill'/><author><name>m/m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12459478092963871523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STah6PdLY1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/k4JtU0Bo99w/S220/01177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STzf-XgIR8I/AAAAAAAAACA/7xsVVpfo77E/s72-c/cafe78kp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4106888213975094964.post-8037767592649458181</id><published>2008-12-04T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T04:55:01.509-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>m/m crosses the gender</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;cross gender ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, nowadays people are going to be in gender blending state. The river called gender, which has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; human into 2 types, is going to be crossed by the great bridge called fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275867769155213570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STelyIZt2QI/AAAAAAAAABY/gU7DAyRZea4/s400/1093049670_orig_cole1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's recently Marc Jacobs campaign. Many might think that it is not really beautiful photo but the message about gender hook you, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275871380816176530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STepEW4ypZI/AAAAAAAAABo/VHFx0U6fUXc/s400/s001%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And I have this. The face is absolutely beautiful but the hair on those legs represent strong ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275871399952722450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STepFeLTKhI/AAAAAAAAABw/GFUDZ0d3gek/s400/Spring18.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And this is a teenage girl or a young boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275872312058116194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STep6kCK-GI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gzCbIX-r1K0/s400/balenciaga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Last but not least I wish high-heels is going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; of the general accessory for men soon :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4106888213975094964-8037767592649458181?l=mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/feeds/8037767592649458181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/2008/12/mm-crosses-gender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4106888213975094964/posts/default/8037767592649458181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4106888213975094964/posts/default/8037767592649458181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/2008/12/mm-crosses-gender.html' title='m/m crosses the gender'/><author><name>m/m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12459478092963871523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STah6PdLY1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/k4JtU0Bo99w/S220/01177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STelyIZt2QI/AAAAAAAAABY/gU7DAyRZea4/s72-c/1093049670_orig_cole1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4106888213975094964.post-1010593736424506936</id><published>2008-12-03T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:17:31.055-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>m/m wannabe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STawWVlr-uI/AAAAAAAAABI/6i6ramAA4ZE/s1600-h/spice_girls_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275597911309941474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STawWVlr-uI/AAAAAAAAABI/6i6ramAA4ZE/s400/spice_girls_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it too early to feel nostalgia for SPICE GIRLS?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't keep this feeling in mind anymore. From 1994-2008, 14 years have passed and none of any girl band could do like them until now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am sure, all the '90s kids by that time used to sing "If you wanna be my lover. You gotta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;..." and also they didn't even know how deep and sexy of "2 become 1" lyric really is! But everybody knew SPICE GIRLS' songs are really cool and beautiful as much as themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now after their farewell world tour, they are going to hang their mic forever but one thing I hope... is to hear their Hits in the parties. Hopefully...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh I miss you girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baby, Sporty, Scary, Ginger and Posh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m/m wanna be your fan forever (^3^)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &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/4106888213975094964-1010593736424506936?l=mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/feeds/1010593736424506936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/2008/12/mm-wannabe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4106888213975094964/posts/default/1010593736424506936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4106888213975094964/posts/default/1010593736424506936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mm-ghost-writer.blogspot.com/2008/12/mm-wannabe.html' title='m/m wannabe'/><author><name>m/m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12459478092963871523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STah6PdLY1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/k4JtU0Bo99w/S220/01177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTMFXZIbRf0/STawWVlr-uI/AAAAAAAAABI/6i6ramAA4ZE/s72-c/spice_girls_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4106888213975094964.post-6255526847933279230</id><published>2008-12-03T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:18:23.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>m/m Loves M</title><content type='html'>m/m would like to thank Meaw, one of my-fav-friend, who encourage me to jump into blog things. Mauh Mauh my dear Meaw. (^3^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"m/m loves M"&lt;br /&gt;Yes ! m/m loves M.&lt;br /&gt;Beside Meaw, mentioned above, another M who plays big part in my head is M-adonna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tribute her single life again. I have translated one of the favourite song, mer Girl, written and produced by Madonna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I think this is one of my master piece. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mer Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Writer &lt;/strong&gt;Madonna, William Orbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Producer&lt;/strong&gt; Madonna, William Orbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translator&lt;/strong&gt; m/m :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I ran from my house that cannot contain me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From the man that I cannot keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From my mother who haunts me, even though she's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From my daughter that never sleeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;จากบ้านแคบบังคับใจให้ฉันวิ่ง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;จากความจริงของชายที่เกลียดฉัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;จากภาพหลอนมารดาทุกคืนวัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;จ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ากลูกสาวตื่นนิรันดร์...ฉันวิ่งไป&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran from the noise and the silence&lt;br /&gt;From the traffic on the streets&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the treetops, I ran to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Out to the lake, into the rain that matted my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;สรรพเสียงหรือเงียบงันฉันยังวิ่ง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;จากทุกสิ่งบนถนนคนหลากหลาย&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ขึ้นยอดไม้สู่ยอดฟ้ากล้าตะกาย&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;หนีลงน้ำ ลุยฝนปรายจนเปียกปอน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soaked my shoes and skin&lt;br /&gt;Hid my tears, hid my fears&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the forest, I ran to the trees&lt;br /&gt;I ran and I ran, I was looking for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ชุ่มผมเผ้ารองเท้าและผิวหนัง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;หยาดน้ำบังน้ำตาและสิ่งหลอน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;วิ่งต่อไปจนถึงป่าทั้งเปียกปอน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ยังสัญจรหาสิ่งนั้น...ตัวฉันเอง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran past the churches and the crooked old mailbox&lt;br /&gt;Past the apple orchards and the lady that never talks&lt;br /&gt;Up into the hills, I ran to the cemetery&lt;br /&gt;And held my breath, and thought about your death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ตู้จดหมายและหลายโบสถ์ฉันวิ่งผ่าน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ดูละลานสวนแอปเปิ้ลและหญิงสาว&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;เธอไม่เคยปริปากบอกเรื่องราว&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ถึงสุสานจึงถึงคราวเล่าเรื่องตาย&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the lake, up into the hills&lt;br /&gt;I ran and I ran, I'm looking there still&lt;br /&gt;And I saw the crumbling tombstones&lt;br /&gt;All forgotten names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;สู่ทะเลสาปใหญ่และเนินเขา&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;วิ่งจ้ำเข้ามุ่งมั่นให้ถึงที่&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ป้ายหลุมศพแหลกลาญไม่มีดี&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ปรากฎมีหลากชื่อล้วนลืมเลือน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tasted the rain, I tasted my tears&lt;br /&gt;I cursed the angels, I tasted my fears&lt;br /&gt;And the ground gave way beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;And the earth took me in her arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;รสน้ำฝนรสน้ำตาพาผสม&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;สบถลมแช่งเทพเสพย์ความหลอน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;สัมผัสดินใต้เท้าราวลงนอน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;สู่พระกรแม่พระธรณี&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves covered my face&lt;br /&gt;Ants marched across my back&lt;br /&gt;Black sky opened up, blinding me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;เหล่าใบไม้ร่วงหล่นจนกลบหน้า&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;มดแมลงหาญกล้าข้ามแผ่นหลัง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ฟ้าทมิฬแผดจ้าหรือบดบัง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ทิ้งความมืดในภวังค์ยังไม่เจอ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the forest, I ran to the trees&lt;br /&gt;I ran and I ran, I was looking for me&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the lakes and up to the hill&lt;br /&gt;I ran and I ran, I'm looking there still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ฉันวิ่งสู่ป่าใหญ่ไพรษากว้าง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ฉันวิ่งพลางมองหา...ฉันอยู่ไหน?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ฉันวิ่งสู่ทะเลสาปขึ้นเนินไป&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ฉันวิ่งต่อและฉันไม่ยอมเลิกรา&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I smelled her burning flesh&lt;br /&gt;Her rotting bonesHer decay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;แล้วกลิ่นหนึ่งลอยวนชนจมูก&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;กลิ่นเนื้อถูกเผาไหม้ให้ผวา&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;เศษกระดูกเถ้าป่นที่ลอยมา&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;สงสัยว่าเป็นของเธอหรือของใคร&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran and I ran&lt;br /&gt;I'm still running away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ฉันยังวิ่ง ยังวิ่ง วิ่ง วิ่ง วิ่ง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;เพื่อหาสิ่งสงสัยให้เฉลย&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ทุกๆ สิ่งในโลกที่เปรียบเปรยฉัน&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;และเธอล้วนลงเอยด้วยความตาย...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Song's Trivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Mer Girl", a slow, experimental track featuring few instruments, is one of the many deeply personal songs on Ray of Light, Madonna's first album to be released following her introduction to Kabbalah and the birth of her first child, Lourdes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrFrpWU95-w&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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