The 31 Best Phrases of Los Gardelitos

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Charles McCarthy

I leave you the best phrases of Los Gardelitos, a rock and blues band originally from Buenos Aires, Argentina, and consolidated in 1995. Among some of their most important songs we can find The Constellation of the Virgin, The Boys on the Corner, Amor de Contramano, Los Querandíes, Monoblock and Mexican Novels.

You may also be interested in these phrases of rock songs.

-But I want you to call me, whenever you want, whenever you need, a warm love. Baby call me alone, or with your friends, call me now, that the time that passes. Sadness is not carried away. -Call me.

-No one is around, everyone is drinking away, your body is annihilating. There is so much fire in your soul, you can burn yourself. -Love backwards.

-If you cannot touch the distant bottom of this bank of mists with your hands, the astronauts will never reach your constellation. -The constellation of the virgin.

-And she is in love with everyone, and at night she dreams that someone comes to look for her. To smoke a faso, or to go dancing, or simply to discover her woman's body. -The boys on the corner.

-The day I die, I don't want to go to heaven. I want to stay close, to be your comfort. And with your fresh mouth, my black, I will sing to you again, and with your black eyes, my black, I will look at you again. -I will come back in your eyes.

-We are the Querandíes, heirs of this land, we are grandchildren of the Indian who killed those shitty men. They took the gold, they took away our lands, but they never could with nature. -The Querandíes.

-Among so many buildings, you will only find solitude, I was postponing my dreams, and my desire to return. Now I have other friends, other things to fight for, I only write to my old woman, it's the only thing I have there. -Monoblock.

-And she's still waiting for your song, sitting on the road looking at her watch. And maybe you will never dare to speak to him, you are afraid of being just another fool. -Coward to love.

-They are doing a faso around the corner, they are having a wine or running a mine. And if not, what a boring city. -Gardeliando.

-I'm loving my guitar too much, its strings bind me, they don't let me think, damn the time I want to play. -Loving my guitar.

-The afternoon is very cold, you are looking for a way out. She is drinking mate, with a friend, watching the novel of the three. Mexican novels, Colombian novels, you don't see how stupid you are. -Mexican novels.

-I'm lying in the street, everything goes wrong for me, only a little love could save me. But you dumped me, you're going to pay me, I'm the last idiot left in the bar. -The last man in the bar.

-When the barefoot city stops looking at the day, when everything is asleep the street no longer shines, those men go to see God. -Barefoot city.

-No, no, no, I can't stop! It's that I have something inside here, I feel my heart explode. I can't stop, I can't stop my motorcycle. -I can't stop my motorcycle.

-The streets of the neighborhood see you leave without understanding, today you know that nothing can calm your loneliness. It's that nobody believes in my song, it's that nobody expects anything from me. -No one believes in my song.

-I have a heart that is dancing in the wind. I have an illusion, I want to love you awake. I can't stop this feeling, I'm going to show everything I feel. -Heart dancing in the wind.

-Malvinas Argentinas, jungles of Brazil, American song, look out the window to the future. The disappeared are silences in the night today, pain and joy, Latin flag, South America. -South America.

-I do not know how to wait, fantasies in my soul. I am engulfed in flames, I am burning, like a God. -Covered in flames.

-Commander Marcos in the Mexican jungle, fight for your love but you do nothing. You keep complicating your life with nonsense, buying junk that is useless. -Commander Marcos.

-There were four policemen, I was in a bar, just with some friends, and just a few drinks. They told me who they were, I had to help, just because I don't want them, they can't arrest me. -And they still want more.

-There is no girl to rock and roll, there is no girl to make love. Oh how boring the party is with those lemon-faced conchetitas! -Lemon faces.

-It does not matter that you are an old man, that your legs do not give more. It does not matter that you are an asshole, who does not want to think about tomorrow. The important thing is that if we are together, they will not be able to stop us. -What my neighbors believe.

-The police are waiting for you on any corner. You can't go dancing, you can't go or shit. They are always watching, they are always suspicious, And the neighbors watching, and the gang on the corner. -Conditional freedom.

-Time hurts me, time hurts me, because your voice carries me. The things that we went through will never die, they are still alive in me. But despite the wind, I can't understand why you walk away like this. -Despite the wind.

-It's six in the morning, you have to go to work. But I don't feel like it, I want to stay here. Today I do not want, I do not want to work. -6 AM.

-We are rotten from television shows, we are bored, no one understands our dissatisfaction. -We are rotten.

-They're all gays, drug addicts, communists, shitty niggers. You have to bust them all. They have to be buried alive. -You have to bury them alive.

-Anabel dreams of being free, she goes to the corner, she goes with the kids. They know that their love is for real. I never saw her cry. -Anabel.

- And it is that the strength of your love sustains me, and the only thing I have in life is you. Oh, if you could rescue my soul! And open your head so you can see how much I love you. -Homemade blues.

-I'm falling in love with you again, I can feel it in my whole being. With just one look I can see that as soon as I ask you will be my wife. -My wife.

-Here, and among these moles, you become a God again. And in the evening, you will shine again as it shines in the sky. The Southern Cross, and in the body of a spider, lying on the beach you see. -The moais.

-My body breathing at last, my eyes looking at the clock. Maybe because tomorrow is Monday, and you have to work. It is that I want that tonight we learn to dance rock, do not lose the rhythm while 'we make love. -The watch.


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