Platero Y Tu — Caminar Cuesta Arriba song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Caminar Cuesta Arriba" by Platero Y Tu.
Lyrics
Mamá ha estado bebiendo otra vez
No sabe caminar cuesta arriba
En casa hay un tipo con barriga y yo no sé quien es
Cada seis meses tengo un nuevo papá
De esos que atizan sin motivo ninguno;
De esos que apestan a colilla de puro y dicen:" Terry me va"
Sopla de más, viene de atrás
Cada vez que no hay alpiste se me pone a llorar
Sopla de más, viene de atrás
Sus zapatos ya eran viejos en la fiesta de Blas
El ya se fue, debe volver…
¡Hágame usted un favor, señor juez!
Papá se fue, vive en Jerez…
Si le cogen jamas le veré
Papá se fue a vivir a Jerez;
Me han dado su teléfono movil
Dicen que si le coje la poli jamas le veré
Mamá ha estado bebiendo otra vez
Se oye en el barrio que no está de moda
Llevar botellas en la cazadora y llorar por llorar
Sopla de más, viene de atrás
Cada vez que no hay alpiste se me pone a llorar
Sopla de más, viene de atrás
Sus zapatos ya eran viejos en la fiesta de Blas
El ya se fue, debe volver…
¡Hágame usted un favor, señor juez!
Papá se fue, vive en Jerez…
Si le cogen jamas le veré
Lyrics translation
Mom's been drinking again.
He can't walk uphill
There's a guy at home with a belly and I don't know who he is.
Every six months I have a new dad
Of those who stir up for no reason;
The kind that stinks of cigar butt and says," Terry's going to me"
Blow too much, it's coming from behind
Every time there's no Birdcage I start to cry
Blow too much, it's coming from behind
His shoes were already old at Blas ' party.
He's gone, he must come back.…
Do me a favor, your honor!
Dad's gone. he lives in Jerez.…
If they catch him, I'll never see him.
Dad went to live in Jerez;
They gave me his cell phone.
They say if he gets caught by the cops, I'll never see him.
Mom's been drinking again.
You hear in the neighborhood that's not in fashion
Carry bottles in your jacket and cry for crying
Blow too much, it's coming from behind
Every time there's no Birdcage I start to cry
Blow too much, it's coming from behind
His shoes were already old at Blas ' party.
He's gone, he must come back.…
Do me a favor, your honor!
Dad's gone. he lives in Jerez.…
If they catch him, I'll never see him.