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Chega de Saudade

Thanks to the Lord Jesus Christ that is in heaven my mouth did not produce foam, not arching my back amid a relentless spasm, you did not come to the last, thank God ward off the evil mine for me. Could not avoid embarrassment, disappointment, lust, sin ... breath (breath), all is well because he stayed in me bringing peace to my whole life, I'm crying, now alone, was just what I went through, I learned to give myself to you entirely, because life is life from thee, my Lord.

Lady B is now turned into a servant of Christ, was released from prison because the court was left without legal grounds to hold it in the prison of Santa Monica. Prison

that imprisons my body, my soul imprisoned, as she flies to your spirit, my Lord, I belong, I am a trustee of your love ... your love ... of love

your
I know nothing, you left me in a solitude that know existed, my face has swollen by not seeing more, I threw a betrayal of the underworld, there was nothing that I could grab, you were just in the middle of contrails left shadow, your face is blurred, she saw in my childhood, my father's hand on my cheek, the right sit the hell, the body you want and can not pee on the bed, drink it all so there is no sign of my weakness, I see your face open and swallow me, I have inside, swallowing is slow, and breaks every fiber, every muscle, "Am I dying? No, I can see you yet, your insides are so gray, why I said you were red, also lied So, I left you see the depth of my throat, I sunk into every pore of my skin, now I'm broken, no no, I'm not broken, I'm badly patched, what monstrous doll, why God, I feel my soul is a napa piece imported from China, give me back to my senses.

Lady B says no further relationship with her ex-partner, who is currently listed as desdaparecida person. The former presidential bodyguard denies illicit enrichment even though his brother won more than seven bids with his construction company, during the government of Alejandro Toledo.

The power of man on earth is not a little of the power of the Lord, let him mistake, to correct them later. Yes Yes
Dame
give me all the power ... give me give me all the power

If you see Through the lace you can guess how pleasant is the sound of my flesh swaying, I have everything, I'm rich, I'm rich, juice overflows, my content is overflowing, no doubt, touch me, burn, let me incinerate with my mouth, goodbye to what you had, now it is mine, you can not make this, I've become an addict, without the smell my breasts migraine begins will not have me, love me, I need you, do not you realize you want more? I want everything. Poque is because it always will be, every time you call me, you my beloved audience at this concert for a single voice.

Lady B is taking the word of God to other inmates, to learn from their sins and become children of God.

Amen.

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today I read that this song "Chega de Saudade" by Vinicius de Moraes and Carlos Jobim, we are celebrating 50 years of Bossa Nova. I checked in the Sunday supplement of El Comercio, I can not help but smile and remember my mother's house abandoned, because there, everyone loves to read daily newspaper, each with their own hours, of course, then the house had saudade Martinez of our lives together, but with the sweetness of seeing them now all with new eyes, in my own space. I suffered a little death to go, but do need to give back to the blood wind, once again giving back to the circle, but is a bit devoid of print.

What is the essence of nostalgia? It is nothing simpler than tenderly feel a nostalgia, a sweet pain (not the same sweet sadness, but some people know that), because each individual will be given its own graduation, its saborcito bitter honey. Many times have we felt longing without knowing it. How every culture has its own concepts to define their feelings, because that sense has no meaning in Castilian, do you have in another language?

few weeks ago I started testing the Catholic, after many weeks stepped college, I sometimes think maleada me and I always say that it was not difficult to finish the race and let the tender cotidaneidad of a school of theater, Me, I pounded the sternum could not smile away the grin of my face, just leaving the inn around barefoot girls were red-faced, certainly had acting training class, the TUC's clothes were always all combat without shoes, singing, cavorting on the grass, or going to the bathroom half naked at times. And suddenly, the sight of these red cheeks came an immense nostalgia.

Here's the song, performed by Chico Buarque. Note the smiles of everyone. I can not with that of Chico.





Here are the lyrics. Obrigada. Chega de saudade



realities É sem ela não há that peace

Não há beleza É Só melancholy sadness
E
That não sai de mim Não sai de mim
, não sai.

Mas ela voltar,
if she comes back
What a beautiful thing What a crazy thing

Because there are less fish swimming in the sea Than the little kisses

I will give to his mouth.

Into my arms, The hugs

There will be a million hugs so tight
,
together like, well
Draft

Hugs and kisses and endless caresses
What is to stop this thing Of living away

me I do not want this thing anymore Of you living without

Let me stop this thing Of you living without
me.

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