Translation of the song lyrics Toca para mí - Alejandro Sanz

Toca para mí (original)

Como cada tarde está
En el parque para tocar
Su viejo y cansado instrumento
En el mismo banco sentado
Una manta en el suelo a su lado
Dispuesto a dar el lado bueno
Y aunque ya se venga a menos
Me regala una balada sólo por una mirada
De sus años de experiencia
Mil anécdotas me cuenta
Yo finjo creerlo así
Me gusta verle feliz
Contando aventuras y creyendo ser un violín
Toca para mí, yo te quiero oír
Quiero formar parte de tu locura
Pondremos nuestras almas de partitura
Toca para mí, yo te quiero oír
Y que el último latido de tu corazón
Sea la rosa que brota de la última nota
Hay gente que ríe al verle
Con su pajarita verder
Sus pantalones ya roídos
Y unas flores que ha cogido
Adornando una camisa
Que ha cosido muy deprisa
El loco maestro toca
Con una dulzura loca
Y se posa una paloma
En sus zapatos de goma
Nadie ríe, nadie habla
Los que de ti se burlaban
Se va recostando y habla
De lo dura que es la tabla
Ya he dejado de fingir
No quiero verle sufrir
Contando aventuras y creyendo ser un violín

Toca para mí (translation)

Like every afternoon is
In the park to play
Your old and tired instrument
Sitting on the same bench
A blanket on the floor next to him
Willing to give the good side
And although it already comes to less
He gives me a ballad just for a look
From his years of experience
A thousand anecdotes tells me
I pretend to believe so
I like to see him happy
Telling adventures and believing to be a violin
Play for me, I want to hear you
I want to be part of your madness
We'll put our souls on sheet music
Play for me, I want to hear you
And that the last beat of your heart
Be the rose that springs from the last note
There are people who laugh when they see him
With his green bow tie
His pants already gnawed
And some flowers that he has picked
decorating a shirt
That he has sewn very quickly
The mad master plays
with crazy sweetness
And he perches a dove
In your rubber shoes
Nobody laughs, nobody talks
Those who made fun of you
He leans back and speaks
Of how hard the board is
I've stopped pretending
I don't want to see him suffer
Telling adventures and believing to be a violin