Aquellas Pequenas Cosas
Francisco Céspedes Lyrics


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Uno se cree
Que las mató el tiempo y la ausencia
Pero su tren
Vendió boleto de ida y vuelta
Son aquellas pequeñas cosas
Que nos dejó un tiempo de rosas
En un rincón
En un papel
O en un cajón

Como un ladrón
Te acechan detrás de la puerta
Te tienen tan
A su merced
Como hojas muertas
Que el viento arrastra allá o aquí
Que te sonríen tristes y
Nos hacen que




Lloremos cuando nadie
Nos ve

Overall Meaning

These lyrics are from Francisco Céspedes's song "Aquellas Pequeñas Cosas" which translates to "Those Little Things" in English. The song reflects on the power of memories and how certain small things can transport us back to a time of happiness and love.


The first verse suggests that one might believe that these small things were killed off by time and absence, meaning the passing of time and the distance between loved ones. However, the train metaphorically representing time and absence, actually sold a round-trip ticket, indicating that these small things have the ability to come back into our lives unexpectedly. These little things are the remnants of a beautiful time, symbolized by roses, that are left behind in a corner, on a paper, or in a drawer.


In the second verse, the song compares these small things to a thief waiting behind the door, always ready to sneak into our lives. These things have a power over us, just like dead leaves being carried by the wind, that can make us feel a sense of sadness. They smile sadly at us and make us cry when nobody else is watching, suggesting that they evoke emotions that we keep hidden from the world.


Line by Line Meaning

Uno se cree
One believes


Que las mató el tiempo y la ausencia
That time and absence killed them


Pero su tren
But their train


Vendió boleto de ida y vuelta
Sold round-trip tickets


Son aquellas pequeñas cosas
Those little things are


Que nos dejó un tiempo de rosas
What a time of roses left us


En un rincón
In a corner


En un papel
On a piece of paper


O en un cajón
Or in a drawer


Como un ladrón
Like a thief


Te acechan detrás de la puerta
They lurk behind the door


Te tienen tan
They have you so


A su merced
At their mercy


Como hojas muertas
Like dead leaves


Que el viento arrastra allá o aquí
That the wind blows here and there


Que te sonríen tristes y
That smile sadly at you and


Nos hacen que
Make us


Lloremos cuando nadie
Cry when no one


Nos ve
Sees us




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JUAN MANUEL SERRAT

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