Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Escúchalo, artist - El Barrio. Album song Hasta el Fin de los Tiempos, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 09.12.2012
Record label: Flamenco Abierto
Song language: Spanish
Escúchalo(original) |
Te he dicho mil veces |
que no quiero estar contigo |
porque cuando tocas |
quita las penas el sentío |
con tanto compás |
me tienes loquito perdío. |
Bien lo sabes tú, |
primito lo sabes tú, |
buscando contratiempos |
en tu piano flamenco |
buscas tu inspiración |
¡Ay! |
Como el sol busca su sino |
encima de una azotea |
en una casa vecino |
te viene de familia |
ser flamenco de por vía |
la vía es tu flamenco |
del Barrio Santa Maria. |
Hay un mundo de lunares, |
hay un sueño de gitano |
la ilusión que lleva el aire |
para luego morirse |
en las teclas del piano. |
Se conoce en tu pellizco |
tocando por bulerías |
siempre tan incomprendido |
siempre buscando la vía. |
Fatigas que son dobles |
para sentir, morir, |
crear, tocar flamenco |
pa que te valen los dineros |
si la fuente que has bebío |
es un simple lavaero. |
Ven y escúchalo, |
ven y escúchalo, |
te harásentir la música |
de antiguo y lo moderno |
de lo puro del camino |
que te enseña a ser flamenco. |
(translation) |
I have told you a thousand times |
that I don't want to be with you |
because when you play |
remove the sorrows the feeling |
with so much compass |
you have me crazy lost. |
you know it well, |
little cousin you know, |
looking for setbacks |
on your flamenco piano |
you look for your inspiration |
Oh! |
As the sun seeks its fate |
on top of a roof |
in a neighboring house |
it comes from your family |
being flamenco by way |
the road is your flamingo |
of the Santa Maria neighborhood. |
There is a world of moles, |
there is a gypsy dream |
the illusion that the air carries |
then die |
on the piano keys. |
It is known in your pinch |
playing bulerías |
always so misunderstood |
always looking for the way. |
Fatigues that are double |
to feel, to die, |
create, play flamenco |
why are you worth the money |
if the source you have drank |
it is a simple lavaero. |
Come and listen to it |
come and listen to it, |
will make you feel the music |
of ancient and modern |
of the pure of the road |
that teaches you to be flamenco. |