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Donde duele inspira
Flowklorikos Lyrics


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Oh dios me estoy matando, bebiendo y fumando
Engañando al tiempo para soñar despierto y morir soñando

Apenas veo el cielo con el humo de las fabricas
Ni oigo a mi conciencia con el ruido de las máquinas
Pero se lo que hay bajo esas gafas de sol en diciembre
Problemas y una mujer que no se defiende
Todavía no ha amanecido ni nada parecido
Pero un ángel aguarda en la parada del bús para traer algo a su nido




Puedo creerme dios si escribo un nuevo verso
Pero dime quien soy yo en proporción al universo
Y así descendí de la nube en la que vivía
Y aprendí que para mi la rutina no es monotonía

Vivo en un mundo en el que la libertad tiene precio
Procura que tus palabras sean mejores que el silencio
Y cuando mi alma esta negra y nada me alegra tía
No hay lágrima en mis ojos pero lloro todos los días

Mi canto es de dolor como el de un pájaro enjaulado
Apenas distingo el olor desde aquí al parque de al lado
Era mas feliz cuando era un crío ignorante
Ya, bueno como todos pero ya no todo es como antes

Sé que mi defecto es pasajero
Pero también se que no vivir para siempre representa al mundo entero
Y somos héroes de la clase obrera el villano es el tiempo
Esclavo laboral al borde del aburrimiento

Soy un alquimista mortal sin miedo a la muerte
Escribo versos de oro cuando muera vendré a verte
Desde el infierno terrenal hasta mi cielo subterráneo
Planeo a ras del océano sin temor a hacerme daño

Mi musa es una brisa de humo gris
Represento al mundo entero pero solo creo en mi

Poeta y dramaturgo, taciturno de la urbe
Dibujando nubes de humo con los dos dedos en V
El sol se precipita sobre el horizonte
Una nueva cita con mi musa y no se donde
Educad a los niños para no castigar a los hombres
Comprometido con el arte pobre diablo muerto de hambre
Para ver el arco iris has de soportar la lluvia
Y yo siempre torturandome para ver si algo me alivia
V gritame grita miel gritame vuelvo a mi cripta
El tic tac dicta.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Flowklorikos's song Donde Duele Inspira touch on a range of themes such as personal struggles with addiction, living in a world of industrialization and feeling disconnected from oneself and others. The first verse talks about the singer drinking and smoking excessively, trying to escape reality and facing the consequences of such behavior. The second verse describes the feeling of being trapped in a city full of factories and machinery, drowning out one's conscience, and the persona recognizes the problems that they are facing, such as a troubled relationship. In the third verse, the artist reflects on the power of their art as a form of expression and the fragility of human existence in the grand scheme of things. The fourth verse reveals feelings of melancholy and despair, with the persona struggling to find joy in life and feeling trapped like a caged bird. However, they ultimately find solace in their art and find purpose in their struggles.


One of the key themes of the song is the struggle of the working class and the impact of industrialization on society. The artist talks about the limitations of freedom in a world where everything has a price, where people are forced to choose between their creativity and their livelihood. The song also touches on the importance of education and the need to address social inequality by teaching young people about the consequences of their actions.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh dios me estoy matando, bebiendo y fumando
I am slowly killing myself with alcohol and smoking, and I feel like I am losing control.


Engañando al tiempo para soñar despierto y morir soñando
I am trying to escape the mundane reality and dream about a better life, even though it might never come true.


Apenas veo el cielo con el humo de las fabricas
The air is polluted with the smoke from the factories, and I can barely see the sky or breathe fresh air.


Ni oigo a mi conciencia con el ruido de las máquinas
The noise from the machines is deafening, and it drowns out the voice of my conscience.


Pero se lo que hay bajo esas gafas de sol en diciembre
I know that there are problems and a woman who is struggling behind the facade of her sunglasses in December.


Problemas y una mujer que no se defiende
I am aware of the difficulties and lack of agency that this woman is facing in her life.


Todavía no ha amanecido ni nada parecido
It is still early in the morning, and the day hasn't really begun yet.


Pero un ángel aguarda en la parada del bús para traer algo a su nido
However, there is hope represented by an angel waiting at the bus stop, who will bring something positive to her life.


Puedo creerme dios si escribo un nuevo verso
As a poet, I have the power to feel godlike when I write something new and profound.


Pero dime quien soy yo en proporción al universo
But I also realize that as an individual, I am insignificant compared to the vast universe.


Y así descendí de la nube en la que vivía
I had to come back down to earth and reality from my fantasy world.


Y aprendí que para mi la rutina no es monotonía
I realized that routine and predictability can still be comforting and enjoyable for me.


Vivo en un mundo en el que la libertad tiene precio
I am aware that in this world, freedom comes at a cost and is not always easily attainable.


Procura que tus palabras sean mejores que el silencio
I urge others to speak up and make their voices heard, rather than staying silent.


Y cuando mi alma esta negra y nada me alegra tía
Sometimes, when I am feeling down and nothing can lift my spirits, I feel like my soul is dark and heavy.


No hay lágrima en mis ojos pero lloro todos los días
Even though I may not cry tears, I still feel the weight of my emotions every day.


Mi canto es de dolor como el de un pájaro enjaulado
I express my pain through my songs, just like a caged bird sings its sorrowful tunes.


Apenas distingo el olor desde aquí al parque de al lado
I can barely smell anything anymore, not even the nearby park.


Era mas feliz cuando era un crío ignorante
I used to be happier when I was a naive child, unaware of the harsh realities of the world.


Ya, bueno como todos pero ya no todo es como antes
I understand that this sentiment is true for everyone, but things have changed irreversibly.


Sé que mi defecto es pasajero
I recognize that my shortcomings are only temporary.


Pero también se que no vivir para siempre representa al mundo entero
However, the inevitability of death is universal and affects everyone in the world.


Y somos héroes de la clase obrera el villano es el tiempo
As working-class individuals, we are heroes fighting against time, our greatest foe.


Esclavo laboral al borde del aburrimiento
I am a laborer and sometimes feel like a slave, always on the brink of boredom and monotony.


Soy un alquimista mortal sin miedo a la muerte
As a poet, I am like a mortal alchemist who is unafraid of death.


Escribo versos de oro cuando muera vendré a verte
Through my writing, I create something valuable and timeless, and I hope that even after death, people will still appreciate it.


Desde el infierno terrenal hasta mi cielo subterráneo
Whether I am living in this earthly hell or my own personal paradise, I will always write passionately.


Planeo a ras del océano sin temor a hacerme daño
I live my life to the fullest and take risks without fear of getting hurt.


Mi musa es una brisa de humo gris
My inspiration is like a gust of gray smoke, fleeting and mysterious.


Represento al mundo entero pero solo creo en mi
Even though I may represent the world as a poet, I ultimately only believe in myself and my ability to create.


Poeta y dramaturgo, taciturno de la urbe
As a writer and playwright, I am often quiet and introspective in the city.


Dibujando nubes de humo con los dos dedos en V
I use two fingers to draw smoke clouds in the air, expressing myself non-verbally.


El sol se precipita sobre el horizonte
The sun is setting and sinking beyond the horizon.


Una nueva cita con mi musa y no se donde
I have a new appointment with my muse, but I don't know where it will take me.


Educad a los niños para no castigar a los hombres
I urge people to teach children well so that they won't grow up to be oppressive and cruel to others.


Comprometido con el arte pobre diablo muerto de hambre
As an artist, I am committed to my craft despite the poverty and hunger it sometimes brings.


Para ver el arco iris has de soportar la lluvia
Rain is necessary for a rainbow to appear, and sometimes we must endure hardships to see the beauty in life.


Y yo siempre torturandome para ver si algo me alivia
I am constantly torturing myself and searching for relief from my pain and sadness.


V gritame grita miel gritame vuelvo a mi cripta
In the end, I will always return to my lair and continue to express myself through my art.


El tic tac dicta.
Time keeps moving forward, and we must keep moving forward with it.




Writer(s): Rafal Lechowski

Contributed by Wyatt J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.

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