Below is the lyrics of the song Caminar cuesta arriba , artist - Platero Y Tu with translation
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Platero Y Tu
Miscellaneous
Caminar Cuesta Arriba
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
Miscellaneous
walking uphill
Mom has been drinking again.
She doesn't know how to walk uphill.
At home there is a guy 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;
of those who stink of cigar butts and say: "Terry suits me".
It blows too much, he comes from behind.
Every time there is no birdseed he makes me cry.
It blows too much, it comes from behind.
His shoes were already old at Blas's party.
He's already gone, he must come back...
Do me a favor, sir judge!
Dad left, he lives in Jerez...
if they catch him I will never see him.
Dad went to live in Jerez;
I have been given his mobile phone.
They say that if the police catch him I will never see him.
Mom has been drinking again.
She is heard in the neighborhood that is not fashionable
wear bottles in your jacket and cry just to cry.
It blows too much, it comes from behind.
Every time there is no birdseed he makes me cry.
It blows too much, it comes from behind.
His shoes were already old at Blas's party.
He's already gone, he must come back...
Do me a favor, sir judge!
Dad left, he lives in Jerez...
if they catch him I will never see him
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