El Titiritero
Serrat Joan Manuel Lyrics
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Siguiendo el sendero
Su patria es el mundo
Como un vagabundo va el titiritero
Viene de muy lejos
Cruzando los viejos
Caminos de piedra
Es de aquella raza
Que de plaza en
Plaza
Nos canta su pena
¡Allez hop
¡Titiritero, allez hop
De feria en feria, siempre risueño
Canta sus sueños y sus miserias
Vacía su alforja
De sueños que forja
En su andar tan largo
Nos baja una estrella
Que borra la huella
De un recuerdo amargo
Canta su romanza
Al son de una danza
Híbrida y extraña
Para que el aldeano
Le llene la mano
Con lo poco que haya
¡Allez hop
¡Titiritero, allez hop
De feria en feria, siempre risueño
Canta sus sueños y sus miserias
Y al caer la noche
En el viejo coche
Guardará los chismes
Y tal como vino
Sigue su camino
Solitario y triste
Y quizá mañana
Por esa ventana
Que muestra el sendero
Nos llegue su queja
Mientras que se aleja
El titiritero
"El Titiritero" by Serrat Joan Manuel is a song about a wandering puppeteer, or titiritero, who travels from town to town, entertaining people with his stories and music. The puppeteer is a symbol of a free spirit, someone who has no permanent home or attachment to any particular place. He has seen much in his travels, having crossed old stone paths, and he tells his stories with passion and sadness, asking for the meager offerings from his listeners to continue his journey.
The opening stanza tells us that the titiritero is led by the wind from village to village, and he has no home except the world itself. He is a vagabond who never stops moving. He is from a bygone era, when puppet shows were a popular form of entertainment. He is part of a dying breed of artists who travel the land, bringing joy and sorrow to those they meet.
The chorus is a rallying call to the wandering puppeteer, urging him to continue his journey, always smiling even in the face of hardship. He is the eternal optimist, dreaming big and never giving up on his quest for the perfect show.
Overall, "El Titiritero" is a melancholy but uplifting song about the joys and challenges of a wandering artist's life. It speaks to the human need for freedom and creativity, even in the face of poverty and uncertainty.
Line by Line Meaning
De aldea en aldea el viento lo lleva
The titiritero travels from village to village, following the wind's direction.
Siguiendo el sendero
He follows the path that takes him to new destinations.
Su patria es el mundo
The world is his home, and he doesn't have a permanent residence anywhere.
Como un vagabundo va el titiritero
The titiritero travels like a vagabond, with no fixed destination.
Viene de muy lejos
He comes from far away, having travelled long distances.
Cruzando los viejos caminos de piedra
He crosses ancient stone paths to reach new villages.
Es de aquella raza que de plaza en plaza nos canta su pena
The titiritero belongs to that tribe of travelling performers who sing songs of their sorrows in every square they visit.
¡Allez hop!
He jumps and sings as he performs, cheering himself up and the people around him.
¡Titiritero, allez hop!
The people call him by his name and cheer him up as he performs.
De feria en feria, siempre risueño
He travels from one fair to another, always smiling and in good spirits.
Canta sus sueños y sus miserias
He sings about his dreams and his struggles.
Vacía su alforja de sueños que forja en su andar tan largo
He empties his bag of the dreams he had during his long travels.
Nos baja una estrella
He shares his emotions, making us feel like a star has fallen from the sky.
Que borra la huella de un recuerdo amargo
The star he shares with us erases the memory of a bitter experience.
Canta su romanza al son de una danza híbrida y extraña
He sings his romance to the beat of a hybrid and strange dance.
Para que el aldeano le llene la mano con lo poco que haya
He performs to make the villagers give him whatever they can.
En el viejo coche guardará los chismes
He will keep his belongings in his old car.
Y tal como vino sigue su camino solitario y triste
Just like he came, he will leave alone and sad.
Y quizá mañana por esa ventana que muestra el sendero
Maybe tomorrow, through that window that shows the path, we will hear his song of sorrow as he departs.
Nos llegue su queja mientras que se aleja el titiritero
We will hear his lament as the titiritero leaves, disappearing in the distance.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: J.M. SERRAT
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