![]() ![]() It speaks about listening to each other's stories, remembering them, and how we are all solitary travelers, each on our unique journeys. This is the path that people take, a journey that they embark on.Ī path where they don't give up despite the challenges.Ī path where they don't quit, no matter how difficult it becomes.Ĭaminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar The song ends with the powerful phrase, "Lo que sí que tengo claro es que ya no hay marcha atrás," meaning "what I do know for sure is that there is no going back." It reminds us to keep moving forward no matter what, with the strength and determination of those who came before us. The notion that there is no pre-set path or direction, it is created as you move ahead. Lo que sí que tengo claro es que no hay marcha atrásĪn acknowledgement that there is no turning back, no second chances once you have moved past any part of this path.Įl transcurso de la vida me ha enseñado a caminarĮxperiences in life have taught me to stay on this path, amidst all the difficulties and hardships.Īn attitude that comes with the compulsion to love and help people along the path. I am willing to listen to people's stories, should they choose to share them with me. Simply by looking each other in the eyes, we can recall memories from our past journeys. There is a likelihood of our paths crossing again at some point in the future. Metaphorically describing us as lonely travelers in the vast cosmic space. You caught my attention as you passed me by. The world stopped its usual motion for a moment. We make the path by walking.I could not imagine living without you after that moment. When the robin can no longer sing, when the poet is a pilgrim, when praying is no more of use. We make the path by walking".īlow by blow, verse by verse. As he went away, he could be heard crying, "Wanderer, there is no path. The poet died far from home and is covered by the dust of a neighboring country. Some time ago on that place where today the woods dress in brambles the voice of a poet was heard shouting "Wanderer, there is no path. Wanderer, there is no road, but streams on the sea. We make the path by walking and when you turn yours eyes back, Joan Manuel Serrat - Caminante No Hay Camino - you see the trodden road that never will be treaded again. Wanderer, your footprints, and nothing more, are the path. I like to see them paint themselves on sun and crimson, fly under a blue sky shudder suddenly, and break. I never wanted glory, or to leave on the memory of the men,this my song: I love the subtle worlds, weightless and gentle like soap bubbles. ![]() Golpe a golpe, verso a verso.Įverything goes and everything stays but our fate is to pass to pass making a path as we go, paths over the sea, Golpe a golpe, verso a verso".Ĭuando el jilguero no puede cantar, Cuando el poeta es un peregrino, Cuando de nada nos sirve rezar, Caminante no hay camino, Se hace camino al andar. Al alejarse le vieron llorar: "Caminante no hay camino, Se hace camino al andar. Murió el poeta lejos del hogar Le cubre el polvo de un país vecino. Hace algun tiempo en ese lugar Donde hoy los bosques se visten de espinos Se oyó la voz de un poeta gritar: "Caminante no hay camino, Se hace camino al andar. Joan Manuel Serrat - Caminante No Hay Camino - Caminante, no hay camino, sino estelas en la mar. Al andar, se hace camino, y al volver la vista atrás Se ve la senda que nunca se ha de volver a pisar. ![]() Caminante, no hay camino: se hace camino al andar. ![]() Me gusta verlos pintarse De sol y grana, volar Bajo el cielo azul, temblar Súbitamente y quebrarse.Ĭaminante, son tus huellas el camino y nada más. Yo amo los mundos sutiles, Ingrávidos y gentiles, Como pompas de jabón. Nunca perseguí la gloria, Ni dejar en la memoria De los hombres mi canción. Pasar haciendo caminos Caminos sobre la mar. Todo pasa y todo queda, Pero lo nuestro es pasar. ![]()
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