Sempre choro quando escuto esta música . Grande Vitor ramil.

As músicas do Vitor são muito boas e profundas adoro 😅😅😅😅😅😊😊😊😊😊

Vitor Ramil é o nosso Caetano.

Gênio!!! Tocha!!! Simplesmente o maior compositor gaúcho contemporâneo!!! Vitor Ramil o maior de tds ... até Ney Matogrosso em um show vi fzr reverência a esse cara!!! E essa música é Bob Dylan puro com uma pitada genial do inigualável VR!!!❤

Me indendifico😮

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Essa música merecia virar filme.

Essa música é demais, dá saudade de meu saudoso amigo Getúlio.

ba cansei de tocar esse maravilhoso som que obra grande sr vitor obrigado valeu

Boa música, excelente músico, nós dá o melhor do regionalismo, canções que demonstra nossa região em detalhes!

toquei muito na madrugada ipanema fm tamben trabalhei la e aprendi muito vou rolar uma musica que con muita satisfaçao posso dizer fui eu quem toquei pela primeira vez la austaliam crow recles ninguem tocava e numa madrugada descobri garimpando novidades boas peguem ai

Credo

Minha adolescência foi marcada com essa musica eu ❤

Em 2022 conseguimos novamente tampar a fossa Que a cultura brasileira continue sendo respeitada e inovando com suas mentes brilhantes.

Me lembra o xandão

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Essa música podia inspirar um filme !

Orgulho de nosso poeta Vitor Ramil 👋🏼👋🏼👋🏼👋🏼👋🏼👋🏼

Vitor Ramil nosso poeta 😍👍

Ouço a muito tempo e toda a vez sinto a genialidade de Vitor Ramil esse cara e foda

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Vi e ouvi na caixa preta da ufsm

É o cara!

Os ramil são os ramil

Quem eram esses canalhas que vieram acabar contigo??

Sensacional, me traz a minha adolescência de volta.

Depois de mais de 30 anos que fui saber que essa música é baseada em fatos reais, narra a construção do primeiro avião do Rio Grande do sul por Joaquim da Costa Fonseca Filho, o Joaquim Louco

Legal usa o nome da cidade de Satolep , Pelotas ao contrario terra de Joaquim Fonseca

Show simplesmente um show

Minha deferência ao gênio sensível.

Temos pessoas q são luz , o dom é para os especiais ... muitas histórias com essa música.

É o cara!!!

Quem eram esses canalhas, que vieram dar deslike aqui ???

Top D+

Sem exagero, o melhor cantor do Brasil

Eu sou Jokim

Ouvindo essa música dpois d 50 mil anos entendi Satolep = Pelotas !!!!!! Kkkkkkk...

Essa música lembra o quanto o povo brasileiro está sempre em busca de um herói... que pode ser o JOAQUIM... mesmo sendo louco...

Me lembra pijama show

Feliz aniversário vitor ! E continue nos emocionando com suas musicas

Absolutamente maravilhoso!

Arrepiante!

Sou sobrinho o diones

PRA VIAJAR PRO COSMO NAO PRECISA GASOLINA DALE GRANDE VITOR

Deveria ser bom ser filho de Vitor Rmamil

Ouço essa música faz anos, tem sempre um novo significado, faz sentido, faz sentir

The Love always wins in the heart of the faith! The Faith always wins in the heart of Love! The Man of Words is raising and highlighting the flag of the seventh cavalry of poetry fallen to the ground! The Man of words is an apologist and advocates poetic blue! Thus, as the wind bends the coconut tree; Thus, the wind of desolation bends the human being! The Foundation of reason is the heart founded and articulated by the Word! The motto and rudder of the materialistic couplet is the reason operating in the driving force of the machinery gears, of materialistic thoughts! The poet calls himself, the Poet of solitude, because he wanders peregrine in the desert of his heart, and feels the movement of the tides of sentimental mirages, holding his thoughts in the webs catenulas, in the hearts, leaving him weak and tired! The sentimental avalanches of the soul leave us buried in the cold bitterness of disappointments! The fugitive from himself lives segregated from his feelings! The dull boredom of the heart, and the bothersome monotony of the soul, causes the hecatomb of emotions and, establishes the sentimental ruptures! The poetic linear features and reentrant traits of the female complexion glimpse sharp curves and close and anticipates the open curves and covert affairs, which overturn the heart's feelings, and makes roll over the feelings of the soul! Being born does not depend on the will, it depends on the conjunction! God makes beauty in a clay mold! My nose is the eloquent epistle of the parody of fools! Oh! Dileta, Blue Princess, the idyllic palate of my poetic heart delights in enjoying your Alabaster smile that has the glow of moonlight ice cream, like the creamy taste of an unforgettable kiss! Blush your face and blushing in the hues of the crepuscular rubies is the peculiar characteristic of the beauty of the candor of the white and livid pômulo of the blue Princess' cheekbone! The lily flower has the whiteness of a pearl that shines in the necklace of the sun in the eyes of the blue Princess! The blue princess is in the crystal castle under the aegis of the star sun! The Increasing eyes of the Rain Princess are almonds and nuts ripened in the glow of the autumnal telluric flames! The arms of a woman are chords of an angelic score of full and infinite tenderness! Who is the Regent of the planetary waltz of the movement of the stars? The archetype of the unquestionable logarithmic prototype is the revolted intellectual mold! The flowers of unreality exude the fragrances of misfortune, in the sumptuous and resplendent gardens of fascinante and poisonous flowers! Change gears, leaving the dead-spot of sadness and melancholy! The bird Festergarden, intones an autumnal, prominent rhapsody in the tuning fork of the mistral extreme wind! Who does baldness does the hair! Never again will I forget the child who ran behind the stage of my heart! How many seasons outcrop on the day of the poet's soul? My vengeance will be benign, says; the man of words! Contiguous to the female umbilicus is implied and underlying the perpendicular line of the uterine root! We do not appeal to feelings to do evil, nor do we make long requests in the soul to thinking and evoking evil! The mafarrico candonga strokes the ego with flattery laurels! The fire of lamentations cools the motivations of the heart! The monsters of the consciousness swamp roar and vociferates the cravings and yearnings by the truth passed over and deprecated by the dark and nefarious lies! The feelings of the Man of Poetry are encapsulated in the triumphant lyricism of his soul that is not conformed with this world! There are people who have the wood face of clapping, of clapping in front of his house and offering the president's daughter! What dishcloth is used to clean the food outlet? The star sparkles glimmer brightly turquoise in the indigo planetary cerulean blue! The Artillery cannons shoot libertarian poems! The Man of Words has the shout of King Kong, on top of the mountains of the literary stanzas of poetry! The Man is parturient with tears, and woman is parturient with children! Who put doors in the dreams to the nightmares castles? The tear is the lava carved in the deep volcano of the substrate of being! The tear has the color of the soul! The spring anatomy went crazy! The Autumn became spring and spring became autumn! Watch out for the mazes of endless phrases! The Gaucho's accoutrements is chimarrão's gourd , [ Cuia e bomba ] bolas [ boleadeiras ] and knickerbockers breeches [ bombachas ]! The hoarse sound of the cuíca inflame the senses and rubs the body's swing! Learning is a reverent, relevant and permanent lesson! The flame of love burning in the heart feelings is not extinguished by the stormy rain of the seasons! The moral conflagration only the pure waters of love can extinguish! The arsenal of love is empty of weapons, and the storehouse of love is empty of bombs! Love exists for those who believe in love! Who makes the eyes of the eagle, and who makes the perspicacity of the tiger? The Sea is a pulsating gear of immense waters without proportions, where the tectonic volcano is smoking, in the pelagic of unprecedented darkness! All your pieces, ambit and rooms, of your soul, are windows to the present, past and future! The Suffering is an ingredient of time! @@@ zzz CurtirComentar Compartilhar

Essa música toca nossa alma, não importa qntas vezes ouvimos...

2020

Amo essa canção ..marcou minha adolescência..'Quem eram esses canalhas que vieram acabar contigo?