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Antonio Cortés: A new promise for the Spanish Couplet
Sunday, April 17, 2011 @ 5:30 AM

       Some years ago, in a day of Summer, I could know the named "Balcón de Europa" ("Balcony of Europe") --a viewpoint over the sea-- in Nerja (Málaga).Well, but tonight I have just listened, on the radio, to the new promise for the Spanish Couplet (Copla): Antonio Cortés, who started to sing the style "Saeta", in the Holy Week of nerja, when he was a child and he sang in his grandmother´s balcony.

     Then, I have thought that Antonio started to show his art, from a balcony,as the famous "Balcony of Europe" has showed the art of such a nice village as Nerja.

Balcón de Europa

"Balcón de Europa", by Lomumo, at flickr.com

     Antonio Cortés was born in Rumania, 22 years ago; but he came to Nerja when he was one year old.

     Antonio started singing Saeta, but these last years, he has spent his time singing Couplet (Copla) and he has participated in a famous program of the Andalusian TV, about Copla.Then, cause of that, he has sung 13 songs, for his first CD and he has just got his first "Gold Record" ("Disco de Oro"), after selling 200.000 copies.

    Most of the songs are covers of other singers of Couplet, like for example Manolo Caracol, who singed "Carcelero".Here is the song by Antonio Cortés:

 

An Antonio´s show in the program "Se llama Copla", at Canal Sur TV.

And this is the lyrics of the song:

Carcelero,carcelero.

Carcelero,carcelero,
¿por que no abres
puertas y cerrojos?
Ayyyyyyyyyy.
Abre puertas y cerrojos.

Porque no quiero perderme,
porque no quiero perderme
por culpita de unos ojos,
culpita de unos ojos.

Salgo por las calles solo,
yo salgo por las calles solo
porque estoy
atormentaito por unos celos,
atormentao por unos celos.

Porque no quiero ahogarla,
porque no quiero ahogarla
con las trenzas
de su pelo,
ayyyyyy,
de su pelo negro
Dios mio que pena.

Abre carcelero,
y abre ya el presillo,
para que no me vean
llorar por las calles,
pa que no me vean
llorar por las calles
igual que un chiquillo.



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