El gusto
Eugenia León Lyrics


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Libre aunque sola

Pero igual seguiré cantando a la vida

Hasta que las calacas me gruñan


Date gusto vida mía

Que yo me daré otro tanto

Que yo me daré otro tanto

Date gusto vida mía


No vaya a ser que algún día

El gusto se vuelva llanto

El gusto se vuelva llanto

Date gusto vida mía


Date gusto vida mía

Que yo me daré otro tanto

No vaya a ser que algún día

El gusto se vuelva llanto


Me duele ay! me duele

Por eso canto

Y esta vida es un camote

Y el que no lo traga se hoga


Cantando el gustito estaba

Cuando se quedó dormido

Cuando se quedó dormido

Cantando el gustito estaba


Su mamá lo despertaba

Y él se hacía el desentendido

Para ver si lo dejaba

Otro ratito conmigo


Este gusto es el demonio

Que a los muertos resucita

Que a los muertos resucita

Este gusto es el demonio


Salen de la sepultura

Moviendo la cabecita

Moviendo la cabecita

Este gusto es el demonio


Este gusto es el demonio

Que a los muertos resucita

Salen de la sepultura

Moviendo la cabecita






Cantando el gustito estaba

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Eugenia León's song "El gusto" convey a message of embracing life and finding joy in the small pleasures, even in the face of adversity and loneliness. The song begins with the assertion that the singer is free, even though she may be alone, and she will continue singing to life. The mention of "calacas" refers to skeletal figures associated with the Day of the Dead in Mexican culture, symbolizing the inevitability of death. Despite this reminder, the singer urges herself to indulge in life's pleasures, suggesting that she will do the same. There is a fear expressed that one day, these pleasures may turn into sorrow, but the message remains to relish and savor life while it lasts.


The second part of the song takes a slightly different turn, expressing pain and using vivid imagery to describe life as a "camote" (sweet potato), implying its difficulties. The act of singing is presented as a solace, a way to cope with the pain. The lyrics mention a child who falls asleep while singing and pretends not to hear his mother waking him up, perhaps attempting to prolong his moment of joy. The song then introduces the idea that this pleasure, "el gusto," is like a demon that resurrects the dead, causing them to move their heads from their graves. The repetition of this phrase reinforces the idea that indulging in life's pleasures can bring a sense of vitality even in the face of mortality.


Line by Line Meaning

Libre aunque sola
Free even though I am alone


Pero igual seguiré cantando a la vida
But I will keep singing to life anyway


Hasta que las calacas me gruñan
Until the skeletons growl at me


Date gusto vida mía
Enjoy yourself, my life


Que yo me daré otro tanto
Because I will give myself the same


No vaya a ser que algún día
In case one day


El gusto se vuelva llanto
The pleasure becomes tears


Me duele ay! me duele
It hurts, oh! it hurts


Por eso canto
That's why I sing


Y esta vida es un camote
And this life is a struggle


Y el que no lo traga se hoga
And those who can't handle it drown


Cantando el gustito estaba
I was singing the little pleasure


Cuando se quedó dormido
When he fell asleep


Su mamá lo despertaba
His mother would wake him up


Y él se hacía el desentendido
And he pretended not to understand


Para ver si lo dejaba
To see if she would leave him


Otro ratito conmigo
A little while longer with me


Este gusto es el demonio
This pleasure is the devil


Que a los muertos resucita
That resurrects the dead


Salen de la sepultura
They come out of the grave


Moviendo la cabecita
Moving their little heads




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Silvestre Vargas Vázquez, Rubén Fuentes Gassón

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Excelente voz

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