In “El Aguante,” Puerto Rican powerhouse Calle 13 turns a rousing pub-style toast into a lyrical marathon of everything humanity can survive. Over pounding drums and Celtic violins, Residente fires off a rapid-fire inventory: broken bones, hurricanes, dictators, world wars, bad bosses, hunger, and even waiting 70 years for Halley’s Comet. Each line reminds us that, from holding our breath under water to enduring Hiroshima, people keep going. The chorus invites us to raise a glass not to pain itself, but to the stubborn resilience that lets us push through it.
Yet the song is more than a feel-good salute. By stacking examples of injustice next to everyday annoyances, Calle 13 points out how easily we normalize suffering. We “aguantamos” (put up with) oppressive leaders, poisoned food, and wage gaps just as we tolerate school exams or long lines at the bathroom. The result is a clever mix of celebration and critique: a party anthem that doubles as a wake-up call. So when Residente shouts “¡A brindar por el aguante!” he’s cheering our ability to endure—while hinting that maybe, just maybe, it’s time we stopped merely enduring and started demanding better.