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Rafael Amor: the militant folklore

Rafael Amor passed away recently, at the age of 71, leaving behind a repertoire that always bet on the testimonial
Rafael Amor
| 28 December, 2019 |

Rafael Amor was much more than a musician. He was one of the most important troubadours of his generation. Their lyrics were weighty, they said something, they were loaded with a strong message . Many of them ended up being appropriated by anonymous jugglers. Others were sung by the great voices of our folklore. For example, “Free Heart“, which was recorded by Mercedes Sosa, and “Choose a tyrant.” José Larralde, Alberto Cortez, Facundo Cabral, among others, also gave voice to their themes.

Love was born on November 5, 1948 in the neighborhood of Belgrano, Buenos Aires. His father was singer Francisco Amor and his mother María Toraño, an artisan embroiderer. In 1966 he met Carlos Gándara, Nestor Vilardell and Edgardo Parrondo, with whom he formed the folk ensemble Los Norteños. Together, we toured the rocks of Buenos Aires and its surroundings. She sang at festivals along with renowned singers. In 1974 he emigrated to Madrid, Spain, where he continued developing his musical career.

On 23 December 2019, at the age of 71, Rafael Amor died unexpectedly in the town of Lanús, Buenos Aires province. His commitment and poetry, however, will remain forever alive.

Free Heart

They have besieged you heart and await your resignation,

the only ones defeated, heart, are those who do not fight. Don

‘t leave them, my heart, let them kill joy,

patch with a dream, heart, your wings hurt.

Don’t give yourself up, free heart, don’t give yourself up.

Don’t give yourself up, free heart, don’t give yourself up.

And remember, heart, childhood without borders,

the touch of life, heart, flesh of spring.

They’re wrong, heart, with fragile chains,

more wind than roots, heart, break them and fly.

Do not hear them, my heart, that their voices do not stun you,


will be an accomplice and a slave, my heart, if you listen to them.

Go ahead, heart, without fear of defeat, to

last is not to be alive, heart, to live is something else.

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