callejero
Attaque 77 Lyrics


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Era callejero por derecho propio
Su filosofía de la libertad
Fue ganar la suya sin atar a otros
y sobre los otros no pasar jamas
Aunque fue de todos nunca tuvo un dueño
Que condicionara su razón de ser
Libre como el viento era nuestro perro
Nuestro y de la calle que lo vio nacer.
Era un callejero con el sol a cuestas
Fiel a su destino y a su parecer
Sin tener horario para hacer la siesta
Y rendirle cuantas al amanecer
Era nuestro perro y era la ternura
Que nos hace falta cada día mas
Era una metáfora de la aventura
Que en el diccionario no se puede hallar.
Era nuestro perro por que lo que amamos
Lo consideramos nuestra propiedad
Y era de los niños y del viejo Pablo
A quien rescataba de su soledad.
Era un callejero y era el personaje,
de la puerta abierta en cualquier hogar
Era en nuestro barrio como del paisaje
El sereno, el cura y todos los demás
Era el callejero de las cosas bellas
Y se fue con ellas cuando se marcho
Se bebió de golpe todas las estrellas
Se quedo dormido y ya no despertó.
Nos dejo el espacio como testamento
Lleno de nostalgia, lleno de emoción




Vaga su recuerdo por mis sentimientos
Para derramarlos en esta canción.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Attaque 77's song Callejero talk about a street dog that lived by his own rules and philosophy of freedom, which was to win his own battles without tying down others and never stepping on them. He didn't have an owner, but he belonged to everybody since he was born on the street. He was a dog of the people, always carrying the sun on his back and faithful to his destiny and beliefs. He didn't have a schedule for siesta and instead, he slept when he wanted to and woke up to greet the morning.


The dog was a metaphor for adventure, a symbol of something that couldn't be found in the dictionary. He was also a symbol of tenderness, something that people needed more of every day. The dog belonged to everybody and nobody at the same time, and he was loved by children and an old man named Pablo, who he rescued from his loneliness. The dog was a familiar figure in the neighborhood, the being that was a part of the landscape, just like the janitor, the priest, and everybody else. When he died, he left an empty space that was filled with nostalgia and emotion, remembered by the author in this song.


Line by Line Meaning

Era callejero por derecho propio
He was a street dog by his own right


Su filosofía de la libertad
His philosophy was one of freedom


Fue ganar la suya sin atar a otros
He won his freedom without bringing others down


y sobre los otros no pasar jamas
And he never looked down on others


Aunque fue de todos nunca tuvo un dueño
Although he belonged to everyone, he had no owner


Que condicionara su razón de ser
No one controlled his reason for being


Libre como el viento era nuestro perro
Our dog was free as the wind


Nuestro y de la calle que lo vio nacer.
Ours and of the street that saw him born


Era un callejero con el sol a cuestas
He was a street dog carrying the sun on his back


Fiel a su destino y a su parecer
Faithful to his destiny and beliefs


Sin tener horario para hacer la siesta
Without a schedule for his naps


Y rendirle cuantas al amanecer
And waking up early with the sunrise


Era nuestro perro y era la ternura
He was our dog and he was tenderness


Que nos hace falta cada día más
Something we need more and more every day


Era una metáfora de la aventura
He was a metaphor for adventure


Que en el diccionario no se puede hallar.
One that cannot be found in the dictionary


Era nuestro perro porque lo que amamos
He was our dog because we loved him


Lo consideramos nuestra propiedad
We considered him our property


Y era de los niños y del viejo Pablo
But he also belonged to the children and old Pablo


A quien rescataba de su soledad.
Whom he rescued from loneliness


Era un callejero y era el personaje,
He was a street dog and a character


De la puerta abierta en cualquier hogar
Who visited any open door


Era en nuestro barrio como del paisaje
He was a part of our neighborhood like the landscape


El sereno, el cura y todos los demás
With the night watchman, the priest, and everyone else


Era el callejero de las cosas bellas
He was the street dog of beautiful things


Y se fue con ellas cuando se marcho
And he took them with him when he left


Se bebió de golpe todas las estrellas
He drank all the stars in one gulp


Se quedo dormido y ya no despertó.
He fell asleep and never woke up


Nos dejo el espacio como testamento
He left us the space as a testament


Lleno de nostalgia, lleno de emoción
Full of nostalgia, full of emotion


Vaga su recuerdo por mis sentimientos
His memory wanders through my feelings


Para derramarlos en esta canción.
To pour them out in this song




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