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TALK ... TO TANGO. Because you are worth

Everyone is on the stove, sad, embittered and without garufa, neurasthenic and Cortao ... No more robust, if even I, who was a pleasure, I have four kilos down! Today there is no twine or assault and the pot is so high that one must use the trampoline. If there will be crisis, anger and hunger, he who buys ten morfa luncheon today to piolín ... The world is missing a screw Enrique Cadicamo (Tango 1933)

That the world was and will be a mess and I know ...(¡ In five hundred and six and two thousand too!). There always have been thieves, traitors and fraud, happy and bitter people, valuables and Dublé ... But the twentieth century is a display of insolent malice, and no one can wallow in niegue.Vivimos a meringue and in the same mud all worn ... Enrique Santos Cambalache Discépolo (Tango 1934)


The first is a stanza of tango THE WORLD IS MISSING A SCREW Cadícamo of a TANGO ENRIQUE 1933 and the second verse belongs to CAMBALACHE DISCEPOLO of a TANGO ENRIQUE SANTOS 1934, but in spite of everything and, even though the world has lost something of its axis, never better speaking in tango, I'll keep thinking and dreaming, believing in dreams, realize them and painted the life of the best color, the color green, color hope ... that the world can change in spite of everything, a war for fireworks water scarcity by conscience not to waste it, the hunger for solidarity to deal with, the loss of nature through reforestation, life got us into the wheel and often we can not avoid, the easier it would be clear limits the map boundaries combine, cancel and do not mark boundaries including differences ... differences that sometimes exist only in the eyes of others, would suffice with a hug, a music, a few steps, invites us to tango.




Alejandro Cossavella , which I discovered through this world, and whose blog is called JOE CARDONA ( The guardian of the metaphor), sings a tango in Esperanto by a head (Pro nur unu kapo), Oana Catalina Chitu in Turkish, Anna Saeki Japanese voice draws us to a path, and Daniela and Juan Miguel Expósito Peez dance a tango with sound Africa, and the tango on everyone, invites us to embrace and understand without speaking, his music speaks for itself, what a shame that often there is only understanding between the notes of the bandoneon, what a shame that in life. .. DO NOT TALK TO TANGO. SILENCED

DEEZER

ALEJANDRO COSSAVELLA
sings in Esperanto


OANA CATALINA Chitu sings in Turkish

ANNA SAEKI sings in Japanese

Youtube does not allow embed this video but I can see through the link:

ANNA SAEKI ( CAMINITO)

Peeze DANIELA Y JUAN MIGUEL improvise a tango African EXPOSITO

And if they say that life is a tango ... better do you dance?

A kiss.

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finally here what everyone has been waiting for: publish our pictures nude, artistic yes, anyway.
Vagos, Meli and I started, not as their own country and poles. Then we can send the link to Playboy Latin America.
is also a tribute to our next calatito vague, which was moving tonight and we could feel it. Baby vague and we love you. And since tieempo Yemiko.

katia, "... pass me the soap?"

Meli, always fresh and uninhibited





Tilsa, enjoying the mild caresses

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Today March 8, wanted to make a special post, for it would begin to dedicate all women I know who's in my life ... there are many, starting with the closest ... my family, and following each and every one of my friends and make a very big list, because I would not leave me any of them, starting with TANGO X ALL , following Nadaq my first steps in this world of blog and well and every one of the women that I have put the link to get close to their post as soon as I can when they publish, I will name each, but would be afraid of me and that someone would not want for nothing the world, I have not the link but as I keep bringing the same, so make an endless list ... I repeat anyone would not want me, forget me not every one of you who pass by here, but today is for them.

To this day I will choose a woman on behalf of all, his blog is called SUZANNE CAVE and Argentina and it is below the title reads:

SUZANNE CAVE
Women
History

On his blog and through his lyrics and his voice, have passed and still going on, countless women that marked a life, a story, a myth, the first Once discovered, was an exact post July 15, 2008, the title THE LAST WORD
spoke a language used exclusively by women "Nushu" such was the fascination that caused me this post, I was left hanging by their letters, and listening to your voice, I think I spent the tape of this gadget the same day as Susan tells us this secret code, consisting of about 2000 words was carefully transmitted from mothers to daughters, sisters friends.

many nights all the time I can and I may as well go into the other blogs, entered the cave and Susan like a book in her hands, I read your last story and reread some of the older and have fascinated me, they are history, thanks to Susana each of these women have again revived and have been released so while Susan is writing his own story giving us much of herself.

And how could it be otherwise, since this blog is dedicated to tango and all that has to do with Argentina, tango today I dedicate this to all of you ... because as it says in the ad ... because you are worth LO.

The Melody of the Heart, which recently heard everywhere and I like long, with the hope that your hearts, always ring with the melody that you wish.

DEEZER SILENCED.


THE MELODY OF THE HEART

Mil
love And I had none I was
The sweetness that I dreamed,
Since I found instead only
The duplicity Let my soul
negligible hardened. A life returns

When your little angel face, In my life

crossed and channeled my existence, the path

I never leave.

Was
That your love, and faith
Sweetness!
shrank to me
desire to live in peace with God! ... Peace
coveted both affections
Sun yearned
And that was triumphant love song,
That in its splendor, making melody
ways, my heart
With frenzy, singing happily.

That love blossomed
brought to my soul the fragrance
From a romantic garden,
With its aroma reborn
My passion for beauty
And the charms of love. Melody

That passion like fire
dazzling heart out today, the bride
Tell dear
That is the lady of my life and my
sing ...!

Lyrics: Carmelo Santiago
Music: Fioravante Di Cicco and Héctor María Artola

A kiss ... and thanks for always being a tod @ s