Interlúdio
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Creo qué es muy tarde ya!
No hay por qué correr
Recomendaciones siempre habrán
Para un ser, crecido y criado en el anden
Le dicen el don nadie
No aspires tu poder
Detrás del brazo corto de la ley (yeh)
Verifica la maniobra
Qué la murga sigue en pié
Por que la calle Es mi especie, (ah, ja, ja)
34 B!
Firmé como roca en la superficie man
Dándoles la frente
Mostrando el respeto
Hacia el barrio de dementes
Amor de calle, es amor de delincuente, (Hee)
(En una erá, de un lugar caliente)
(Eee, eee)
Hey tú!
Gun rap'pa escapa
Al compás del tráquear
Del nativo bajo sombra de su capa
Mirá! quien ataca
Mirá! quien té atrapa
Ni con ajo, ni con plomo, ni estaca
En el subterráneo, bajó las narices de las placas
Hey tú!
Gun clap'pa escapa
Al compas del tráquear
Del nativo bajo sombra de su capa
Mirá! quien té atrapa
Mirá! quien té ataca
Ni con ajo, ni con plomo, ni estaca
En el subterráneo, bajó las narices de las placas
The lyrics to Are's song "Interludio" convey a sense of urgency and reflection on the singer's circumstances. The opening lines express a feeling of lateness, indicating a sense of time slipping away and an awareness of the need to slow down and not rush. The mention of recommendations suggests that there are always guidelines and advice available for someone who has grown up in a certain environment, referred to as "El don nadie" or "The nobody." This character is cautioned not to aspire to power, as anxiety and a tendency towards excessive drinking seem to plague them, hinting at a sense of vulnerability and instability.
The reference to the "brazo corto de la ley" or the short arm of the law suggests that there may be limitations or inadequacies in the justice system, urging vigilance and caution in navigating one's actions. The imagery of the "murga" continuing to stand could symbolize a sense of resilience or enduring spirit amidst challenges. The mention of the street being the singer's species evokes a sense of belonging to a specific environment where one must adapt and survive, perhaps hinting at a struggle for identity and acceptance.
The second part of the lyrics introduces a sense of danger and evasion with references to a "Gun rap'pa" and an escape under the cover of darkness and secrecy. The imagery of the native figure under the shadow of their cloak suggests a clandestine existence or a hidden identity. The repeated calls to "Mirá! quien ataca" and "Mirá! quien té atrapa" emphasize a constant state of vigilance and alertness in a potentially hostile environment, where threats may come unexpectedly.
The final lines further emphasize the idea of escaping and evading danger, with the repetition of the refrain "En el subterráneo, bajó las narices de las placas" suggesting a sense of operating underground or beneath the radar of authority figures. The references to garlic, lead, and stakes as ineffective methods of defense hint at a situation where conventional means may not offer protection. Overall, the lyrics paint a picture of a harsh, gritty urban landscape where survival often depends on cunning, resilience, and a keen awareness of one's surroundings.
Line by Line Meaning
Creo qué es muy tarde ya!
I believe it's already too late!
No hay por qué correr
There's no need to rush
Recomendaciones siempre habrán
There will always be recommendations
Para un ser, crecido y criado en el anden
For a being grown and raised on the platform
Le dicen el don nadie
They call him the nobody
No aspires tu poder
Don't aspire to power
La zozobra, lo invade y no para de beber
Unease overwhelms him and he can't stop drinking
Detrás del brazo corto de la ley (yeh)
Behind the short arm of the law
Verifica la maniobra
Check the maneuver
Qué la murga sigue en pié
Because the gang is still standing
Por que la calle Es mi especie, (ah, ja, ja)
Because the street is my kind
34 B!
34 B!
Firmé como roca en la superficie man
I signed like a rock on the surface man
Dándoles la frente
Giving them the front
Mostrando el respeto
Showing respect
Hacia el barrio de dementes
Towards the neighborhood of lunatics
Amor de calle, es amor de delincuente, (Hee)
Street love, is love of a criminal
(En una erá, de un lugar caliente)
(In an era, of a hot place)
(Eee, eee)
(Eee, eee)
Hey tú!
Hey you!
Gun rap'pa escapa
Gun rapper escapes
Al compás del tráquear
To the rhythm of the wheezing
Del nativo bajo sombra de su capa
Of the native under the shadow of his cloak
Mirá! quien ataca
Look! who attacks
Mirá! quien té atrapa
Look! who grabs you
Ni con ajo, ni con plomo, ni estaca
Not with garlic, not with lead, not with a stake
En el subterráneo, bajó las narices de las placas
In the underground, under the noses of the badges
Hey tú!
Hey you!
Gun clap'pa escapa
Gun clapper escapes
Al compas del tráquear
To the rhythm of the wheezing
Del nativo bajo sombra de su capa
Of the native under the shadow of his cloak
Mirá! quien té atrapa
Look! who grabs you
Mirá! quien té ataca
Look! who attacks
Ni con ajo, ni con plomo, ni estaca
Not with garlic, not with lead, not with a stake
En el subterráneo, bajó las narices de las placas
In the underground, under the noses of the badges
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: ROJO ZANESTA
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