Die Stimme Paraguay`s ist unsterblich!!!!!!!!!!! Danke Reynaldo für sooooviele schöne Lieder!!!!!!! Liebe Grüße in den Himmel!!! Der hellste Stern da oben, das bist DU!!!
In 1973 I was the band coach driver for the UK tour of 'Luis Alberto del Panama y Los Paraguayos' and got to hear this and their other songs nearly every night. Great guys, great music.
I accidentally listened to this song, what a beautiful song!!! Eventhough I don't understand the lyrics, the rhythm of the song is fantastic. Love from Sri Lanka!!!
My dad had brought then this huge collection of Polydor festival records....we had huge black beauty ...Radiogram...loud speakers...we sang and danced .... at present i have tears of joy for finding these songs...i am 57yrs.! I luv them all .....i just get connected
Leo aquí comentarios en portugués, inglés... Sin duda una de las canciones más conocidas en el idioma español. Lo comprobé en Zurich (Suiza). Saludos a Paraguay. Ojedespedi.
Esta música me arremete há muitos anos atrás, são muitas as versões em toda a américa latina, mas as dos: Los Paraguayos se destaca com muita qualidade, pena que esses tipos de músicas não são difundidas no Brasil,pois todos nós gostamos da boa música, independente dos ritmos e sim da qualidade. Aviso aos empresários deste grupo; procure difundí-la nos nossos programa de tv.Brasileira.
Cette chanson est pour toi, une de tes chansons préférée que nous avons écouté lors du dernier, tout dernier rendez vous avec toi. Pour toujours mon papa que j'aime
Superb! That is magnificent my friends. Such beauty is a rare diamond to treasure. Just wonderful! And such lovely ladies as well. Take me away, to a world with no pain, no fears, only love for one another. Although I don't speak your language your music and demeanor speaks to me.
Yo soy un hombre sincero, De donde crece la palma Antes de morirme quiero Echar mis versos de la alma Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera Mi verso es de un verde claro Y de un carmin encendido Mi verso es un ciervo herido Que busca en el monte amparo Cultivo una rosa blanca, En julio como en enero, Para el amigo sincero, Que me da su mano franca. Y para el cruel que me arranca El corazon con que vivo Cardo ni ortiga cultivo Cultivo la rosa blanca Con los pobres de la tierra Quiero yo mi suerte echar El arroyo de la sierra Me complace mas que el mar Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera
wonderful music and never get bored of listening to it no matter how many times i hear it.........always wondered what it would sound if played with a greek buzuki, i prefer the original in truth.
