Mírame
Platero y tú Lyrics


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Hace tiempo te busqué
Pero nunca te encontré
Ahora mírame...
Junto a mí quieres venir
Y conmigo, ser feliz
Ahora mírame...
Yo era un tipo algo chalao
Que tocaba por Bilbao
Ya lo ves.
Y ahora tengo una fortuna
Y la crítica me abruma
Ahora mírame...
¿Te parezco ahora más guapo?
¿Ya no huelo a tabaco?
Ahora mírame...
Hoy conduzco un Porsche rojo
Vivo bien, y curro poco
Qué más da.
Y ahora que tengo tu amor
Prefiero el del rock'n'roll
Ahora mírame...
Nunca pude imaginarme
Que pudiera olvidarme
De tí.
Y he cambiao tus malas artes




Por mi fiel Stratocaster
Se acabó.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Platero y tú's song "Mírame" tell the story of the singer's journey of self-discovery and finding a sense of contentment and fulfillment despite the obstacles he faced. The first verse reflects the struggle of trying to find someone without success. The second verse is about the singer's newfound success as a musician and how it has changed his life, including having more money and dealing with the pressures of fame.


The chorus, "ahora mírame" ("now look at me"), is a declaration that despite the changes, the singer is still the same person and wishes for the person he has been searching for to see him as he is now. The third verse highlights the singer's material possessions, but the twist is that he values his love for rock'n'roll over material success. The final verse is a reflection on the past, acknowledging the hurt and manipulation of the person he was searching for and how he has moved on from that relationship.


Overall, the song is a reflection on the importance of staying true to oneself and finding happiness within, rather than relying on external factors for validation.


Line by Line Meaning

Hace tiempo te busqué
I searched for you long ago


Pero nunca te encontré
But I never found you


Ahora mírame...
Now look at me...


Junto a mí quieres venir
You want to come beside me


Y conmigo, ser feliz
And be happy with me


Ahora mírame...
Now look at me...


Yo era un tipo algo chalao
I was a crazy guy


Que tocaba por Bilbao
Playing in Bilbao


Ya lo ves.
As you can see.


Y ahora tengo una fortuna
And now I have a fortune


Y la crítica me abruma
And the critics overwhelm me


Ahora mírame...
Now look at me...


¿Te parezco ahora más guapo?
Do I look more handsome now?


¿Ya no huelo a tabaco?
Do I not smell of tobacco anymore?


Ahora mírame...
Now look at me...


Hoy conduzco un Porsche rojo
Today I drive a red Porsche


Vivo bien, y curro poco
I live well and work less


Qué más da.
What does it matter.


Y ahora que tengo tu amor
And now that I have your love


Prefiero el del rock'n'roll
I prefer that of rock 'n' roll


Ahora mírame...
Now look at me...


Nunca pude imaginarme
I never could imagine


Que pudiera olvidarme
That I could forget you


De tí.
About you.


Y he cambiao tus malas artes
And I exchanged your bad habits


Por mi fiel Stratocaster
For my trusty Stratocaster


Se acabó.
It's over.




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