I lost my voice (precisely 70% of it), my shirt, a shoe, my bra, was carried by THE BAND, and still, if I could choose a single moment in my whole life to be repeated in a forever loop, it would be the sensorial epiphany that I lived in the last show (@Circo Voador - RJ) of this gentle, intelligent and embattled “gypsy vagrant” named Jose-Manuel Thomas Arthur Chao or Chapulin, but known by most as Manu Chao. Honestly? I can already die in peace.
Posted on Friday, 10 February 2012
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LA VIE A DEUX: Donnez-moi de quoi tenir tenir je ne veux pas dormir dormir. Laissez-moi voir venir le jour… Notre vie...
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puts, dá uma sensação gostosíssima ouvir manu chao. você vai pra longe, pra frança, pra espanha, pra áfrica.. depois...
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