Sed de Gol by Joe Vasconcellos

José Manuel Yáñez Meira de Vasconcellos, known as Joe Vasconcellos, is a singer and composer born in Santiago, Chile on March 9, 1959, to a chilean mother and brazilian father. He developed a unique latin american fusion borne out of a life of traveling, dominated by latin and brazilian rhythms. Songs like Huellas and Hijo del Sol Luminoso (written while he played as part of the band Congreso) became hits from the beginning. In his eclecticism, his music still breathes from the roots of the local traditional chilean music. Read Full BioJosé Manuel Yáñez Meira de Vasconcellos, known as Joe Vasconcellos, is a singer and composer born in Santiago, Chile on March 9, 1959, to a chilean mother and brazilian father. He developed a unique latin american fusion borne out of a life of traveling, dominated by latin and brazilian rhythms. Songs like Huellas and Hijo del Sol Luminoso (written while he played as part of the band Congreso) became hits from the beginning. In his eclecticism, his music still breathes from the roots of the local traditional chilean music. Today he's recording for an independent label after a big problem with his first label, EMI.

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Sed de Gol
by Joe Vasconcellos

Dicen que el que no tiene de donde
se compra un auto bien grande
para poder relucir
sue

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Martin Rojas

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Dicen que el que no tiene de donde
se compra un auto bien grande
para poder relucir
sueña con esas tetas divinas
con muchas piernas cruzadas
un leve toque frances
Y yo no, no yo no
como lo siento yo soy asi como soy
y porque yo, solo yo
voy al estadio para gritar lo que soy
Se tira al piso buscando el descuento
furiosa alienta la hinchada
la red empieza a temblar
hay que gozar mostrando talento
decirlo todo en la cancha
nunca venderse por na'
Y fue gol, sed de gol
pasion, locura, que me hace ser como soy
lo anulo, que animal!
son esas cosas que me hacen pensar en vos...
Marca, la toca, se abre por la izquierda
45 minutos, cuidado con el penal
final de juego, no sirve el empate
la barra calla angustiada
el juego va a terminar
Y fue gol, sed de gol
pasion, locura, que me hace ser como soy
quiero gol, sed de gol
quiero mas juego, mas furia, mucho calor...