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Alfredo Zitarrosa (March 10, 1936 – January 17, 1989) was a Uruguayan singer-songwriter, poet and journalist. He specialized in Uruguayan and Angentinean folk genres such as zamba and milonga, and he became a chief figure in the nueva canción movement in his country. A staunch supporter of Communist ideals, he lived in exile between 1976 and 1984. He is widely regarded as one of the most influential singer-songwriters of Latin America.
Zitarrosa was born as the illegitimate son of 19-year-old Jesusa Blanca Nieve Iribarne (Blanca), at The Pereira Rossell Hospital, Montevideo.
Shortly after being born, Blanca handed over her son to be raised by Carlos Durán, a man of many trades, and his wife, Doraisella Carbajal, then employed at the Council for Children, becoming Alfredo "Pocho" Durán. They lived in several cities neighbourhoods, and moved between 1944 and the end of 1947, they moved to the town of Santiago Vazquez. They frequently visited the countryside near Trinidad, capital city of the Flores Department, where Alfredo's adoptive mother was born. This childhood experience stayed with him forever, notably in his repertoire, the majority of which contains rhythms and songs of peasant origin, mainly milongas.
Zitarrosa Colección histórica CD 1 - Alfredo Zitarrosa 2010
Zitarrosa Colección histórica CD 2 - Alfredo Zitarrosa 2010
Alfredo Zitarrosa - Si te vas
Alfredo Zitarrosa (Si te vas).
Alfredo Zitarrosa - Guitarra Negra (Completa)
Alfredo Zitarrosa - Milonga para una Niña
Alfredo Zitarrosa - Adagio en mi país
Alfredo Zitarrosa - En Argentinisima.avi
El violín de Becho - Alfredo Zitarrosa
stefanie alfredo zitarrosa
Stefanie, no hay dolor mas atroz que ser feliz
DecÃas anoche ouve-me, por favor, bésame aquÃ.
Stefanie, sé que tu corazón fala de mim y eso es dolor, Stefanie.
Stefanie, yo ayer estaba solo y hoy también
Pero en mi cama ha quedado el perfume de tu piel.
Te veo salir, correr por el pasillo del hotel, la vida es cruel, Stefanie.
Stefanie, hay una sombra oscura tras de ti.
De tu ternura, recuerdo la mirada azul turquÃ
Los pies calientes, tus palabras de amor en portugués
Pero no a ti, Stefanie.
Stefanie, hazme saber si va a sobrevivir
Entre la gente, el color de tu pelo, Stefanie.
Debes vivir la soledad que sales a vender, sé más mujer, Stefanie.
Stefanie, yo tampoco te quiero, mas tu amor
Por el dinero ha olvidado al obrero y al señor.
Esta canción que pregunta por ti, que no ha dormido