This is probably the most popular band in Uruguay, very popular in Argentina as well and known throughout Latin America. The sound of the band is particular, however they went through different styles during its more than 30 years of existence. Their lyrics are sometimes socially oriented. Normally atemporal lyrics. In this song the main singer is No Te Va Gustar’s. Another Uruguayan band, very popular in Uruguay and Argentina.
@Chejov12148 күн бұрын
Hermosa cancion ,.-beautiful son , I propose from the same band La vela puerca ´´llenos de magia ´- live. Its an awesome song full of nice good energy.
@solangeanjosdesouza48149 күн бұрын
Sound with a very good, incredible instrumental feel. Lyrics with a critical mockery very clearly. I liked it 👏👏👍
@vitorialima91529 күн бұрын
Boa tarde Sr. Frank!!!❤
@tammyholcomb9 күн бұрын
Good show
@alfonsodegregorio27239 күн бұрын
❤
@3eyedcatfish5979 күн бұрын
😊Nice😊
@FranciscoCastelluccio8 күн бұрын
3:09 yeah no, subtitles must be autogenerated because they miss severely a lot of the times
@vitorastaman8 күн бұрын
Frank grava mais Djavan por favor.. cansei de ver os mesmos vídeos centenas de vezes. Grava "Capim. Nem um Dia. Açaí. Cair em Si. Mal de Mim. Topázio. Transe. Doidice.. grava todas hahahah Saudações do Brasil. 🫡
@LuisoscarBalbi-do2xf6 күн бұрын
Me voy a permitir hacer una correccion , porque somos culturas diferentes, nadie , pero nadie sudamericano tomaria la letra como de izquierda. Para nosotros eso simplemente es humanidad , no tiene lado izquierdo ni derecho. Solo buen sentimiento humano. Eso hermana a todos nosotros , no es politica mezquina. Pero se entiende , somos culturas distintas. Saludos desde Arg y a los hermanos de Uruguay
@tammyholcomb9 күн бұрын
Hi Frank
@antonella272728 күн бұрын
I’m from the city with everything you see With its noise, its people, it consumes old age And I can't avoid the smoke that enters today But still, I keep growing, I’m just another coal I won't imagine the sorrow in others I buy air, and if it's pure, I pay much more I won't tolerate that they’ve lost their faith That they lower their arms, that there's no clarity I’m leaving, flying out there And I’m convinced to go I’m leaving, whistling, without resentment And I’m escaping from the smell I met people who know how to appreciate That as tourists in the capital, they've known how to wander And they haven’t faced the harsh reality Of breathing soot, of crying tar And I’m starting to age, sweating my truth Raised to cough, with much variety And where should I end up, carrying my scent We should walk naked to feel better I’m leaving, flying out there And I’m convinced to go I’m leaving, whistling, without resentment And I’m escaping from the smell (hey)