Gustavo Santaolalla was trying really hard to get signed his band, "The Crows", until he met Ricardo Kleiman, who advised him to sing in spanish. The band changes the name to Arco Iris, and starts recording. With the song Blues de Dana they win the Festival Beat de la Canción Internacional in Mar del Plata, Argentina, in 1970. RCA puts out a recopilation album of the singles released up to date, almost simultaneously with the release of the band's first and self-titled LP. Mañanas campestres (1972) it's the following hit, inspiring a folk scene that would regard their next LP Tiempo de resurrección (1972) and, above all, the rock opera Sudamérica, o el regreso a la Aurora (1972) as classics of the genre. In 1975, Santaolalla quits the band, and they continue in 1977under the leadership of Dana and Tokatlián, until she dies in 2003.
Tiempo
Arco Iris Lyrics
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rompe tus cadenas de mar.
Sue
ños,
que se escapan con el viento hacia el sur.
Y recordarás
que todo es luz y que la vida es amor.
Y volverás a nacer,
pues el tiempo es hoy.
The lyrics of "Tiempo" by Arco Iris speak to the idea of breaking free from the chains that time can impose on life. The song is an ode to living in the present and cherishing every moment, regardless of what has happened in the past or what might happen in the future. The lyrics use imagery of dreams that escape with the wind, symbolizing the fleeting nature of time and the importance of living in the now. The song encourages listeners to remember that life is full of love and light, and to embrace every opportunity to start anew. The message is one of hope and redemption, reminding us that every moment is a chance to begin again and that time is a gift to be cherished.
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Mario Luis Caceres
¡Excelente..!!!
Enrique Hopman
Discazo de Arco Iris, junto a Vox Dei, Manal, Almendra, Los Gatos y Moris, fundadores del rock nacional.
Daniel Salgado
¡Que vivan los Hermanos Dorados! ¡Que viva el Retorno de la Nave Madre! ¡Que viva el gran Pájaro Dorado!
Desayuno Psicodélico
Una zapada como Dios manda