Toca para mi
Sanz Alejandro Lyrics
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En el parque para tocar
Su viejo y cansado instrumento
En el mismo banco sentado
Una manta en el suelo a su lado
Dispuesto a dar el lado bueno
Y aunque ya se venga a menos
De sus años de experiencia
Mil anécdotas me cuenta
Yo finjo creerlo así
Me gusta verle feliz
Contando aventuras y creyendo ser un violín
Toca para mí, yo te quiero oír
Quiero formar parte de tu locura
Pondremos nuestras almas de partitura
Toca para mí, yo te quiero oír
Y que el último latido de tu corazón
Sea una rosa que brota de la última nota
Hay gente que ríe al verle con su pajarita verle
Sus pantalones ya roídos
Y unas flores que ha cogido
Adornando una camisa
Que ha cosido muy deprisa
El loco maestro toca
Con una dulzura loca
Y se posa una paloma en sus zapatos de goma
Nadie ríe, nadie habla, los que de ti se burlaban
Se va recostando y habla, de lo dura que es la tabla
Ya he dejado de fingir, no quiero verle sufrir
Contando aventuras y creyendo ser un violín
Toca para mí, yo te quiero oír
Quiero formar parte de tu locura
Pondremos nuestras almas de partitura
Toca para mí, yo te quiero oír
Y que el último latido de tu corazón
Sea una rosa que brota de la última nota
Toca para mí, yo te quiero oír
Quiero formar parte de tu locura
Pondremos nuestras almas de partitura
Toca para mi
The song "Toca Para Mi" by Sanz Alejandro is a touching portrayal of a street performer who spends his days in the park playing his old, tired instrument. The singer of the song is a young man who is drawn to the musician's beautiful melodies and his kind spirit. Despite the fact that the old man is past his prime, he still manages to evoke emotion from his instrument and captivates his audience.
Throughout the song, the singer describes his interactions with the street performer. He listens to the old man's stories of his past experiences and pretends to believe them, simply because he wants to see him happy. He sees how people laugh at the man's worn-out clothes, but he still respects and admires him for his amazing talent.
The refrain of the song, "Toca Para Mi", which translates to "play for me", is a simple request that carries a deep, emotional significance. The singer wants to become a part of the old man's world, to be a part of his music and share in his passion. The song ends with the hope that the old man's last note will be as beautiful and vibrant as a blooming rose, a testament to the power of his talent.
Overall, the song portrays an emotional story that speaks to the power of music and the beauty of human connection. It highlights the idea that sometimes true talent and passion can be found in the most unexpected of places, and that we should never underestimate the power of a beautiful melody.
Line by Line Meaning
Como cada tarde está
As he always does every afternoon
En el parque para tocar
He's in the park to play music
Su viejo y cansado instrumento
Using his old and tired instrument
En el mismo banco sentado
Sitting on the same bench
Una manta en el suelo a su lado
With a blanket next to him on the ground
Dispuesto a dar el lado bueno
Ready to give the best of himself
Y aunque ya se venga a menos
Even though he's not as good as he used to be
Me regala una balada sólo por una mirada
He gives me a ballad just for a glance
De sus años de experiencia
From his years of experience
Mil anécdotas me cuenta
He tells me a thousand stories
Yo finjo creerlo así
I pretend to believe him like that
Me gusta verle feliz
I like to see him happy
Contando aventuras y creyendo ser un violín
Telling adventures and believing he's a violin
Toca para mí, yo te quiero oír
Play for me, I want to hear you
Quiero formar parte de tu locura
I want to be a part of your craziness
Pondremos nuestras almas de partitura
We will put our souls into the score
Y que el último latido de tu corazón
And let the last beat of your heart
Sea una rosa que brota de la última nota
Be a rose that blooms from the last note
Hay gente que ríe al verle con su pajarita verle
There are people who laugh at him with his bowtie on
Sus pantalones ya roídos
His pants already worn out
Y unas flores que ha cogido
And some flowers he picked
Adornando una camisa
Adorning his shirt
Que ha cosido muy deprisa
That he sewed quickly
El loco maestro toca
The crazy master plays
Con una dulzura loca
With a crazy sweetness
Y se posa una paloma en sus zapatos de goma
And a pigeon lands on his rubber shoes
Nadie ríe, nadie habla, los que de ti se burlaban
No one laughs, no one talks, those who made fun of you
Se va recostando y habla, de lo dura que es la tabla
He leans back and speaks of how hard the bench is
Ya he dejado de fingir, no quiero verle sufrir
I've stopped pretending, I don't want to see him suffer
Toca para mí, yo te quiero oír
Play for me, I want to hear you
Quiero formar parte de tu locura
I want to be a part of your craziness
Pondremos nuestras almas de partitura
We will put our souls into the score
Toca para mí
Play for me
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ALEJANDRO SANZ
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