Description
If summer had a voice, it would sound something like this: a little nostalgia, a little drama, a little confusão amorosa - and all to a beat that begs you not to think, but to move. Here, one guy recalls how much fun and carefree life was until saudade set in: for home, for friends, for those he said “te amo” to (perhaps in vain). But even the sadness here has rhythm. Because in this song, resentment turns into a chorus, regrets into jokes, and childhood mistakes sound almost like a toast. DJ Aladim knows: life is a bitch, but at least it's a bitch with bass.