Pablo Alboran — En casa del herrero song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "En casa del herrero" by Pablo Alboran.
Lyrics
Casa del herrero, cuchara de palo, palo
que dejo mi padre que es buen gitano
casa del herrero prima mía cuchara de palo
(ay) que dejo mi padre que es buen gitano
ay gitana si tu me quieres
ay no me quieras tanto
que mi corazón se muere y ya se está revelando
que yo siempre ando escuchando quien me compró unos corales
pero como yo no tengo
yo te doy los de mi madre
y dijo Dios
y dijo Dios
que el que no tenga pecado que tire la primera piedra
y tuviste que ser tú, por se mala compañera
todas las flores son bonitas
de pronto llega el invierno y las flores se marchitan
ay que las flores se marchitan
asómate a la ventana pa´enseñarte los lunares
asómate a la ventana pa´enseñarte los lunares
tú pensabas que eran pintados y eran mios naturales
Lyrics translation
Blacksmith's house, stick spoon, stick
that I leave my father who is good Gypsy
House of the blacksmith my cousin spoon of stick
(ay) I leave my father who is good Gypsy
Oh Gypsy if you love me
Oh, don't love me so much.
that my heart is dying and it's already revealed
that I always listen to who bought me some corals
but since I don't have
I give you my mother's.
and God said
and God said
let him that hath no sin cast the first stone
and it had to be you, because she's a bad partner.
all the flowers are beautiful
suddenly winter comes and the flowers wither
alas, the flowers wither
look out the window to teach you the moles
look out the window to teach you the moles
you thought they were painted and they were natural mine