Retrato
Gian Marco Lyrics


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Voy a ser magia con un verso aquiacute esta noche,
Voy a intentar recopilar el coraz oacuten,
Poquito a poco confesar mi diario why mis formas de amar
Hoy mis palabras solo muestran lo que soy

Soy tan complejo como un libro de teorias
Why tan sencillo si me pongo a hablar del sol
Dicen que suelo ser cantante de una cantina o restaurante
why ser Famoso con una canci oacuten de amor.

Me corto el pelo porque detesto peinarme
Why este tatuaje no es una cuesti oacuten de look,
Vendiacute juguetes en la calle
Dormiacute en la playa why en el parque,
Me enamore de mi guitarra en un balcoacuten.

Tengo en un libro las palabras de mi madre
Why en el recuerdo de mi padre una oracimoacuten,
Me dieron tantas cosas buenas,
Me dieron alas why mil pruebas,
Me ensentilde aron siempre a pedir por favor.

Tengo una ni ntildea que me alumbra la mantilde ana
Why una mujer que me acelera el coraz oacuten,
Tengo defectos why virtudes
A veces paro por las nubes
Cuando me hablan why yo no presto atenci oacuten.

Hoy se desnudan sin temor mis alegrías
Why mis tristezas las descubro sin pudor,
Hoy sigo siendo el amo why due ntildeo




De mis historias why mis sue ntildeos
De mis Viernes por la noche en La Estaci oacuten.

Overall Meaning

In Gian Marco's song Retrato, he expresses his desire to unveil his emotions and display his true self through his art - music. The first verse talks about his intention to create magic with his words and show glimpses of his heart. He confesses his diary and ways of love, giving us an insight into his intimate thoughts. He remarks how his words reflect who he is and how complex yet simple he can be. The second verse talks about his eccentricities and quirks that make him unique as a person. He detests combing his hair and has a tattoo that doesn't define his look. He used to sell toys on the street, sleep on the beach, and in the park, he fell in love with his guitar. He also flexes his musical identity, stating that he's known to be a singer in a cantina or restaurant and hopes to be famous for his love songs.


In the chorus, he talks about his roots - a book with words from his mother, and the memories of his father. He attributes who he is today to the good things they've given him, teaching him to always ask for permission. He acknowledges the blessings in his life - a daughter who brightens up his mornings, and a woman who accelerates his heart. He expresses that he has his flaws and virtues and sometimes gets carried away while someone is talking to him. The bridge speaks about how he's not hesitant to show his joys and sorrows, being the master and slave of his stories, dreams, and Friday evenings at La Estacion.


Overall, the song Retrato is a beautiful self-portrait by Gian Marco, which resonates with the idea of vulnerability and openness through art. He opens up about his life, his musical identity, his quirks, and his sources of inspiration, making it an intimate affair between himself and the listeners. The lyrics are poetic, and the music is mellow, adding to the overall mood of the song.


Line by Line Meaning

Voy a ser magia con un verso aqui esta noche,
Tonight, I will use my words to create magic and captivate everyone around me.


Voy a intentar recopilar el corazon,
I will try to collect everyone's hearts and emotions through my music tonight.


Poquito a poco confesar mi diario y mis formas de amar
Little by little, I will confess my experiences and ways of loving through my music.


Hoy mis palabras solo muestran lo que soy
Today, my words simply showcase my true self.


Soy tan complejo como un libro de teorias
I am as complex as a book of theories.


Y tan sencillo si me pongo a hablar del sol
But, when I talk about the sun, I become simple and carefree.


Dicen que suelo ser cantante de una cantina o restaurante
People say that I am usually a singer in small bars or restaurants.


Y ser famoso con una cancion de amor.
And, I aspire to become famous someday with my love songs.


Me corto el pelo porque detesto peinarme
I cut my hair short because I hate styling it.


Y este tatuaje no es una cuestion de look,
And, this tattoo is not simply for looks.


Vendia juguetes en la calle,
I used to sell toys on the street.


Dormia en la playa y en el parque,
I used to sleep on the beach and in the park.


Me enamore de mi guitarra en un balcon.
I fell in love with my guitar while playing on a balcony.


Tengo en un libro las palabras de mi madre
I have my mother's words written in a book.


Y en el recuerdo de mi padre una oracion,
And, my father's memory is a prayer to me.


Me dieron tantas cosas buenas,
My parents gave me so many good things in life.


Me dieron alas y mil pruebas,
They gave me wings to fly and learn from different experiences.


Me enseñaron siempre a pedir por favor.
They always taught me to be polite and say please.


Tengo una niña que me alumbra la mañana
I have a daughter who brightens up my mornings.


Y una mujer que me acelera el corazon,
And, a woman who makes my heart beat faster.


Tengo defectos y virtudes
I have flaws and strengths.


A veces paro por las nubes
Sometimes, I get lost in my own thoughts.


Cuando me hablan y yo no presto atencion.
I sometimes don't pay attention when people talk to me.


Hoy se desnudan sin temor mis alegrias
Today, I reveal my happiness without any fear.


Y mis tristezas las descubro sin pudor,
And, I openly reveal my sadness and emotions.


Hoy sigo siendo el amo y dueño
Today, I am still the owner and master of my life.


De mis historias y mis sueños
Of my stories and my dreams.


De mis Viernes por la noche en La Estacion.
Of my Friday nights at the station.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: GIAN MARCO ZIGNAGO ALCOVER

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Comments from YouTube:

Flor Ramirez

Hermosa esta canción. La escucho cada vez que me tomo un tiempo con mi celular . Excelente artista. Me encanta

David Hernan Escobedo La Cruz

Yo sólo se y digan lo que digan.....Gianmarco es de otro lote !! Un buen embajador musical contemporáneo de nuestro amado PERÚ !!

Juan Carlos Paucar Arce

Vendí Juguetes en la calle, dormí en la playa y en el parque me enamore de mi guitarra en un balcón!!!!!

Rosaedith Escate cavero

Gian Marco es único ,digno hijo de dos personas talentosas

Silvia Luz Mendoza Mendoza

Cuantos recuerdos de mi niñez

Alicia Mannucci

Linda canción

Jose Manuel Jimenez Montesinos

Un temon. Digan lo que digan Gianmarco es unico

Marlhon Ramirez

Buen tema

Rafael Jesus Camayo Casas

Esta canción va dedicada a mi hija Camila camayo ❤

Elizabeth lizbet Miranda Henriquez

Al fin la encontre!!

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