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Yo-Yo
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Salsa and Tropical
Yo-Yo was released on September 19, 2025 by Tarquim Records as a part of the album Tarquim y los Metales Preciosos
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Release DateSeptember 19, 2025
LabelTarquim Records
LanguageSpanish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tarquim
Tarquim
Tenor Saxophone
Diego Coppinger
Diego Coppinger
Vocals
Yadira Ferrer
Yadira Ferrer
Vocals
Alcibiades Durruthy
Alcibiades Durruthy
Vocals
Kevin Diaz
Kevin Diaz
Piano
Reinier Elizarde
Reinier Elizarde
Bass
Ori Martínez
Ori Martínez
Percussion
Yuri Hernández
Yuri Hernández
Trumpet
Albert Costa
Albert Costa
Trombone
Jay Kalo
Jay Kalo
Drums
Raúl Gallego
Raúl Gallego
Trumpet
Kathy Sey
Kathy Sey
Vocals
Yolanda Sey
Yolanda Sey
Vocals
Tonia Richardson
Tonia Richardson
Vocals
Tito Bonacera
Tito Bonacera
Bass
Enric Peinado
Enric Peinado
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pau Vidal
Pau Vidal
Songwriter
Diego Coppinger
Diego Coppinger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tarquim
Tarquim
Producer

Lyrics

Come and get me out of this hell
where money runs the world
Come and get me out of this hell
where people walk alone
Come and get me out of this hell
where nobody loves each other
where nobody feels the pain of his brothers
And still, the seagulls soar on the salty winds
(in this hell)
And still, children box on a rooftop
(in this hell)
And still, I imagine across the horizon.
(in this hell)
And yet, oddly enough, there is still beauty
(in this hell)
Come and get me out of this hell
where the only thing I do is work
Come and get me out of this hell
where all around is war
Come and get me out of this hell
where we don’t respect the mother earth
but, where I will love you forever
I’m a Yo-Yo, Yo-Yo
the only thing I do is turn on
myself, myself
I have done my job, now I want to
get paid, get paid
wake very early and
have faith, have faith
I’m a Yo-Yo
uuuuuuuuuh
Baja, sube y gira el Yo-Yo
siempre sobre sí mismo
hipnótico mecanismo
tú no eres más que yo
En la jungla de la vida
no hay lugar pa’ la empatía
machete de noche y de día
a quien te haga perder la partida
Madruga que dios te ayuda
sé tu mejor versión
todo en la vida es inversión
y el algoritmo te saluda
Un hombre hecho a sí mismo
de abajo arriba con tesón
los padres ricos son
perdona mi escepticismo
(no me lo creo que es lo mismo)
Te veo mareao, te veo perdido
te veo solo y confundido
dale suave,
que tú sin cuerda no vales
Estás inflando el globo
te va a explotar en la cara, tú lo sabes
que tú no captas las señales
mira chamaco ponte un “pare”
Yo-yo, ma, me, mi, conmigo
el día en que me necesites
yo ya no estaré
Written by: Diego Coppinger, Pau Vidal
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