Saudades...

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Nada
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There's no word in another languages to translate "saudades" from Portuguese (as a noun, not a verb...)

This is what I feel when I remember today's been a year since São Paulo's gig...

Sorry for venting feelings.. coudn't avoid it, though.
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from Wikipedia
"Saudade (pron. IPA [sɐu'ðað(ɨ)] in European Portuguese, [saw'ðaðe] in Galician, and [sau'dadʒi] or [sau'daði] in Brazilian Portuguese) is a Portuguese word for a feeling of longing for something that one is fond of, which is gone, but might return in a distant future. It often carries a fatalist tone and a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might really never return".

look forward to better, if different times :D
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Wow, that's beautiful. I know it all too well...
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Nostalgia is probably the closest equivalent in English?
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Blimey, was just listening to the cd of the show last night - not the greatest recording, but the crowd going bonkers throughout the set is pretty remarkable, certainly in comparison to the occasional polite clap on most other shows.

It may have been a long time coming Nada ,and it may never come again, but I guess it was one of the best to have been at. Nice one. :notworthy:
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markfiend wrote:Nostalgia is probably the closest equivalent in English?

Something between that and missing someone/where/what. Me thinks.
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starting to feel like that about sheff utd getting back into the premiership... :lol:

at 11am we announced that bryan robson was the new manager, and at 11.05 william hill changed our odds on getting back into the premiership from 12/1 to 14/1 :urff: :roll:

great :|

sorry for the OT post :lol:
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Sorry QB but... Image
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