Miguel
La Fuga Lyrics


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Miguel duerme en la calle Juan XXIII
Por la tarde lo verás tocando en la Principal
Su guitarra siempre fiel, duerme junto a él
Lo que saca, para comer y para beber

Canta un corazón que está cansado de vivir
Siempre fuera de control
Busca la ilusión que le vuelva a hacer reír
Solo tiene una canción

Si haré frío abrígate con cartones
Y la piel, ya arrugada
Sabe que es el precio de nacer
Lejos del dinero, tan lejos del poder

Ayer Miguel se fue
A su entierro no fue ningún rey
Nadie lloró por él




Su guitarra se calló, pero su voz
Aún la puedo oír por la Calle Mayor

Overall Meaning

The song "Miguel" by La Fuga tells the story of a man named Miguel who sleeps on the street named Juan XXIII, and in the afternoons, he can be found playing his guitar at the Principal. His guitar is always by his side, and he plays it to earn money for food and drink. Miguel is tired of living a life "fuera de control" or out of control, and he is searching for something to make him happy again. He only has one song to sing, but he sings it with all his heart.


Despite his struggles, Miguel has a deep understanding of the world around him. He knows how to stay warm on cold nights using cardboard boxes and clothing, and he accepts the wrinkles on his skin as a reminder of the price he pays for simply being born into a life where he is far from wealthy or influential. The song takes a tragic turn as it is revealed that Miguel has passed away, and no one of importance showed up to pay their respects at his funeral. However, his music lives on, and the singer can still hear his voice echoing through the Calle Mayor.


This song is a powerful commentary on poverty and the lack of opportunities available to some people. Miguel represents many individuals who find themselves living on the street and relying on music or art as a means of survival. The song also highlights how overlooked and undervalued these individuals are in society, even in death.


Line by Line Meaning

Miguel duerme en la calle Juan XXIII
Miguel sleeps on Juan XXIII street


Por la tarde lo verás tocando en la Principal
In the afternoon, you'll see him playing at La Principal


Su guitarra siempre fiel, duerme junto a él
His faithful guitar sleeps next to him


Lo que saca, para comer y para beber
What he earns, he uses for food and drink


Canta un corazón que está cansado de vivir
He sings with a heart tired of living


Siempre fuera de control
Always out of control


Busca la ilusión que le vuelva a hacer reír
He seeks the illusion that will make him laugh again


Solo tiene una canción
He only has one song


Si haré frío abrígate con cartones
If it gets cold, wrap yourself in cardboard


Y la piel, ya arrugada
And his already wrinkled skin


Sabe que es el precio de nacer
He knows that this is the price of being born


Lejos del dinero, tan lejos del poder
Far from money, so far from power


Ayer Miguel se fue
Yesterday Miguel left


A su entierro no fue ningún rey
No king attended his funeral


Nadie lloró por él
No one cried for him


Su guitarra se calló, pero su voz
His guitar fell silent, but his voice


Aún la puedo oír por la Calle Mayor
I can still hear it on Calle Mayor




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ADOLFO GARMENDIA PINDADO, EDUARDO SIERRA CUESTA, FERNANDO GONZALEZ MIGUEL, RAUL GUTIERREZ ANDEREZ

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