Sad reality
An analysis of the evolution of male - female relationship, through songs that epoch.
Consider how the forties, fifties and sixties today turned their love of yesterday.
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Decade 30:
He, in a gray suit and Panama hat in front of the village where she lives, sings:
"You are divine and graceful, majestic statue! Love of God sculpture.
You are formed with the ardor of the soul of the most beautiful flower,
most of olor active in life is preferred by hummingbirds ...."
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40's:
He straightens his watch in his pocket Pateck Philip, writes for National Radio and
send offer her a beautiful song:
"The goddess of my street, his eyes where the moon, often getting drunk. In your eyes I guess,
the sun in a golden dream, will seek clarity "
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50's:
He asks the nightclub singer who offers her interpretation of a beautiful bossa:
"Look at that beautiful thing, more full of grace.
Is she the girl that comes and goes in the sweet swing the way of the sea.
Girl of the golden body, the sun of Ipanema. Your Balanced is more than a poem.
It's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. "
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60's:
He appears at her house with a single compact under the arm,
adjusts his pants and puts Lee in a music chat Victrola firm:
"Not even the sky or the stars, even the sea and the infinite is not greater than my love, nor
more beautiful. I despair to find some way to tell you how great my love for you ...."
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70's:
He arrives in his Beetle, with a large splint runs, shakes cabelão,
opens door to enter the mine and puts a melody jewel in the tape:
"It was just like watching the sea, the first time that my eyes saw in your eyes ....
When I plunged into the deep blue sea, love and knew it was coming to stay ...."
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80s:
He calls her and leaves a roll:
"Source of honey, in the eyes of a geisha, Kabuki mask. Bloopers between blue and cluster of acacias,
light of the acacias, you are mother of the sun. Linda ...."
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90's:
He calls her and leaves a recorded song on the answering machine:
"Well it did, after all still be happy. But there is no way to get back.
And what is that life has made our life? What we do not do for love? "
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In 2001:
It captures the Internet and sends a Batidão nice to her, e-mail:
"Tchutchuca! Come here with your Tigger. I'll play on the bed and give you a lot of pressure!
I'll get wax on hand, I will yes I will yes! I'll cut you down!
I will, yes I will! I'll trim the Rabiola! I will yes I will yes!
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In 2002:
He sends an email offering a song:
"Just the dogs! Hu Hu Hu Hu Hu!
The prepared! Hu Hu Hu Hu!
The poposudas! Hu Hu Hu Hu Hu! "
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In 2003:
It provides music in a dance:
"... My Pocoto Pocoto Pocoto Eguinha Pocoto!
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In 2004:
He calls w / dance in the middle of the track:
"Oh, that it? They are out of control! Oh What this? They are out of control!
She climbs, it descends, it's a round, they are out of control! "
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In 2005:
He decides to send an invitation to her through the radio:
"Today is the feast there in my apartment, it may appear, will roll lele ass!"
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In 2006:
He invites her to enjoy a dance to the music played and most requested in the country:
"I'm getting atoladinha, I'm getting atoladinha, I'm getting atoladinha!
Calm down rockets! Piriri Piriri Piriri, someone called w / me! "
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In 2010:
He puts his car with the trunk full of sound and maximum volume:
"Hood where do you go, say what girl I'm going after.
Why would you want to know?
I'm the big bad wolf, woof, woof
I'm the big bad wolf, woof, woof
And what will you do?
I'll eat, I'll eat, I'll eat
I'll eat, I'll eat, I'll eat
I'll eat, I'll eat, I'll eat "
Where did we go wrong?
WILL YOU STILL CAN BACKFIRE?
