Andamio Pijuán
El Cuarteto de Nos
Andamio Pijuán
Pijuán Scaffolding is always bathed in tar
So as not to see your image in the mirrors when passing by
So he hasn't seen the sun since his illness began
Covered in the dirty tar he is only a shadow with a voice
Poor Andamio Pijuán, he can't look at himself in the mirror
He bathes in tar, so as not to look at himself, so as not to look at himself
To not look at each other anymore
His disorder began after he turned 2
While playing in a fountain he suddenly had his first act of reason
She knelt down in front of the water to see what his face looked like
But an unconscious man threw a stone into the fountain when he saw it for the first time
Poor Andamio Pijuán, he can't look at himself in the mirror
He bathes in tar, so as not to look at himself anymore, so as not to look at himself
To not look at each other anymore
The stone hit the water while the scaffold was looking
And the waves produced a deformation on its reflected face
Because of his young age, he thought that was the case
And he decided at that moment to be an elephant man covered in tar
Poor Andamio Pijuán, he can't look at himself in the mirror
He bathes in tar, so as not to look at himself anymore, so as not to look at himself
To not look at each other anymore
One day by mistake he fell asleep in full sun
And at that very moment the prevailing heat melted the tar
The police found only a large stain
Pijuán had died, he had been consumed when the tar melted
Poor Andamio Pijuán, he can't look at himself in the mirror
He bathes in tar, so as not to look at himself anymore, so as not to look at himself
To not look at each other anymore