Paroles et traduction Antonio Flores - Juan el Golosinas

Juan el Golosinas

Esta es la historia de Juan el Golosina
Que de pequeño le gustaba la cocina
Le regalaban tanques y soldados
Y él prefería hacerse mil peinados
En el colegio le llamaban el gallina
Le comparaban con jarrones de la China
Oía un petardo, creía que era una bomba
Y dando un grito, saltaba a la comba
A su padre le tenía muy quemado
No le gustaba que fuera amanerado
Su cinturón le sacaba los colores
Cuando Juanito imitaba a Lola Flores.

Juan el Golosina
Camina por la vida trabaja en cabaret
Es un hombre libre y la gente ya le quiere
Tal y como es (BIS)

Se hizo mayor, a la mili se fue el pobre
Era feliz él solo con tanto hombre
Se hizo turuta pa tocar una trompeta
Hacía la guardia con su flor y su peineta
Vino a Madrid persiguiendo a sus artistas
A su padre por fin le perdió de vista
Y por la tarde ya se había echo la toga
Pa por la noche trabajar en Pasapoga
Y vino el cambio y la derrota del fascista
Y por fin consiguió ser un artista
Y con Tejero cayó en un profundo coma
Y despertó inflado por la silicona

Juan el Golosina
Camina por la vida trabaja en cabaret
Es un hombre libre y la gente ya le quiere
Tal y como es (BIS)

John the Candy

This is the story of John the Candy
Who as a young boy loved kitchen candy
They gave him tanks and soldiers
But he would rather do a thousand hairstyles
At school they called him a chicken
They compared him to Chinese vases
He would hear a firecracker and think it was a bomb
And screaming, he would jump rope
His father was really fed up
He didn't like that he was so affected
His belt would make him change colors
When Juanito would imitate Lola Flores.

John the Candy
Walks through life and works in cabaret
He is a free man and people love him
Just the way he is (CHORUS)

He grew up and poor went to the military
He was happy alone with so many men
He became a turuta to play a trumpet
He would stand guard with his flower and comb
He came to Madrid chasing after his artists
He finally lost sight of his father
And by the afternoon he had already made his toga
To work at Pasapoga at night
And the change came and the defeat of the fascist
And he finally managed to be an artist
And with Tejero he fell into a deep coma
And he awoke inflated by silicone

John the Candy
Walks through life and works in cabaret
He is a free man and people love him
Just the way he is (CHORUS)