That guitar that sounds has its wire strings, look closely at the one playing it, he is sleepy and he is hungry. He dreams of playing like the virtuosos play, always playing deliciously it is pure reality.
That guitar that sounds has its wire strings, look closely at the one playing it, he is sleepy and he is hungry. He dreams of playing like the virtuosos play, always playing deliciously it is pure reality. Hunger was left behind by a famous guitarist, always playing deliciously it is pure reality, always playing deliciously it is pure reality. Hunger was left behind by a famous guitarist, always playing deliciously it is pure reality, always playing deliciously and it is pure reality. CHORUS: Fame has already come to him, the guitarist played. VOICE 1: His guitar comes playing, oh, look, I say it. CHORUS: Fame has already come to him, the guitarist played. VOICE 1: With his melody, the night became day. CHORUS: Fame has already come to him, the guitarist played. VOICE 1: And I am listening to him that is why he is enjoying himself. CHORUS: Fame has already come to him, the guitarist played. VOICE 1: Play, play, play, play it. VOICE 1: He CHORUS: The guitarist played. VOICE 1: Always playing beautifully, it's pure reality. CHORUS: The guitarist played. VOICE 1: What a beautiful melody, the boy plays. CHORUS: The guitarist played. VOICE 1: He was partying with his guitar through the city. CHORUS: The guitarist played. VOICE 1: And his chords could be heard long and hard, CHORUS: The guitarist played. VOICE 1: And everyone liked it. CHORUS: The guitarist played, fame has already come to him, the guitarist played, fame has already come to him, the guitarist played.
VOZ 1: Esa guitarra que suena
tiene sus cuerdas de alambre,
miren bien al que la toca,
tiene sueño y tiene hambre.
Tiene sueño de tocar
como tocan los virtuosos,
siempre tocando sabroso
es la pura realidad.
El hambre se quedó atrás
de un guitarrista famoso,
siempre tocando sabroso
es la pura realidad,
siempre tocando sabroso
es la pura realidad.
El hambre se quedó atrás
de un guitarrista famoso,
siempre tocando sabroso
es la pura realidad,
siempre tocando sabroso
y es la pura realidad.
CORO: La fama ya le llegó,
el guitarrista tocó.
VOZ 1: Viene sonando su guitarra,
ay, mira lo digo yo.
CORO: La fama ya le llegó,
el guitarrista tocó.
VOZ 1: Con su melodía,
la noche se hizo día.
CORO: La fama ya le llegó,
el guitarrista tocó.
VOZ 1: Y yo le estoy escuchando
por eso viene gozando.
CORO: La fama ya le llegó,
el guitarrista tocó.
VOZ 1: Suena, suena, suena, suena,
suénalo.
VOZ 1: Él
CORO: El guitarrista tocó.
VOZ 1: Siempre tocando sabroso,
es la pura realidad.
CORO: El guitarrista tocó.
VOZ 1: Qué melodía más bonita, el niño da.
CORO: El guitarrista tocó.
VOZ 1: Iba de farra con su guitarra por la ciudad.
CORO: El guitarrista tocó.
VOZ 1: Y sus acordes se escuchaban larará,
CORO: El guitarrista tocó.
VOZ 1: Y a todo el mundo le gustaba.
CORO: El guitarrista tocó,
la fama ya le llegó,
el guitarrista tocó,
la fama ya le llegó,
el guitarrista tocó.