El Loco Triste
Café Quijano Lyrics
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Niego los recuerdos,
Temo a la tristeza.
Huyo de la pena,
Me escondo cada noche,
Solo soy dolor.
Cuento mis desgracias,
Escucho a mi silencio.
Me r�o de mi llanto,
Desprecio mi pesar,
Sufro soledad.
Trato de olvidar, trato de vivir,
No mirar atr�s.
Cual es mi destino?
Donde debo ir?
Donde no estas tu?
Supongo que este trance,
No va a ser eterno,
Como el tiempo.
Ese tiempo viejo,
Maestro de castigos,
Y de olvidos.
Trato de olvida, trato de vivir, no mirar atr�s.
Cual es mi destino?
Donde debo ir?
Donde no estas tu?
Y quiero ke me expliquen,
Me den motivos,
Me justifiquen.
El llanto con la risa,
La muerte con la vida.
Y soy un loco triste,
Que se arrepiente,
Que no se entiende.
Y soy un loco triste,
Que cuando piensa,
No se defiende.
(bis)
The lyrics to Café Quijano's song El loco triste convey a deep sense of melancholy and a struggle to deal with past experiences. The singer expresses a disdain for nostalgia and chooses to deny any memories that may cause sadness. This denial leads to a fear of sadness and a need to escape from its grip.
The singer's pain is evident through their actions of hiding at night and talking to nothingness. They find solace in their own silence as they recount their misfortunes and laugh at their tears. However, this laughter merely serves to mask their immense sadness and loneliness. The singer desperately tries to forget the past and live in the present but struggles with finding a purpose and a place without the subject of their memories. It is clear that the singer is in a state of confusion and regrets their past actions.
In essence, the song portrays the inner turmoil one can feel when dealing with memories and the difficulty in moving on from past traumas. The sense of hopelessness and confusion is palpable throughout the lyrics, giving a glimpse into the mind of someone struggling with their past.
Line by Line Meaning
Odio la nostalgia,
I hate feeling nostalgic,
Niego los recuerdos,
I deny my memories,
Temo a la tristeza.
I'm scared of being sad.
Huyo de la pena,
I run away from pain,
Me escondo cada noche,
I hide every night,
Solo soy dolor.
I'm only pain.
Hablo con la nada,
I talk to nothingness,
Cuento mis desgracias,
I recount my misfortunes,
Escucho a mi silencio.
I listen to my silence.
Me río de mi llanto,
I laugh at my tears,
Desprecio mi pesar,
I despise my sadness,
Sufro soledad.
I suffer from loneliness.
Trato de olvidar, trato de vivir, no mirar atrás.
I try to forget, I try to live, not looking back.
¿Cuál es mi destino?
What is my fate?
¿Dónde debo ir?
Where should I go?
¿Dónde no estás tú?
Where aren't you?
Supongo que este trance,
I suppose that this ordeal,
No va a ser eterno,
Won't be eternal,
Como el tiempo.
Like time.
Ese tiempo viejo,
That old time,
Maestro de castigos,
Master of punishments,
Y de olvidos.
And of forgetfulness.
Y quiero que me expliquen,
And I want someone to explain to me,
Me den motivos,
Give me a reason,
Me justifiquen.
Justify me.
El llanto con la risa,
Crying with laughter,
La muerte con la vida.
Death with life.
Y soy un loco triste,
And I am a sad man,
Que se arrepiente,
Who regrets,
Que no se entiende.
Who doesn't understand himself.
Y soy un loco triste,
And I am a sad man,
Que cuando piensa,
Who, when he thinks,
No se defiende.
Doesn't defend himself.
(bis)
(Chorus repeated)
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