Qué Será?
Estelares Lyrics


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Algo golpea a mi puerta
No sé bien qué será
Sólo horas extrañas
¿qué será?
No conocen mi nombre
Me congratulan igual
Piensan que sos un genio
¿qué será?..

Una fiesta
Concurrida,
Saltan todos
Quieren bailar.
El balcón, las avenidas
Todos juntos
Giran igual.
Una fiesta
Concurrida,
Yo me escapo
Quieren bailar.
El balcón
Las avenidas
Todos juntos
Giran igual..

Sacan foto tras foto,
Hablan de la verdad
No conozco a ninguno
¿qué será?

Una fiesta
Concurrida,
Mis amigos, dónde estarán?
Yo me escapo
A hurtadillas,
Saltan todos
Giran igual.
No me opongo
Ya es de día,
Me saludan
Giran igual.
Una fiesta
Concurrida
Todos juntos
Quieren bailar.
Una fiesta
Concurrida
Saltan todos
Quieren bailar.
El balcón, las avenidas
Todos juntos
Giran igual.
Una fiesta concurrida
Mis amigos, dónde estarán?
Yo me escapo
A hurtadillas




Todo el mundo
Quiere bailar.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Estelares' song "Qué Será?" address the uncertainty and confusion that come with feeling out of place or like an outsider in a social setting. The repeated question "¿qué será?" ("what could it be?") speaks to the singer's uncertainty about their surroundings and the people around them. Despite feeling like they don't belong or that others don't truly know them, the singer also experiences a sense of admiration or flattery from others who see them as a "genius."


The imagery of the "concurrida" ("crowded") party and the repetition of "saltan todos" ("everyone jumps") create a chaotic and overwhelming scene that the singer tries to escape from. The motif of the balcony and the streets represents the outside world that the singer longs to return to, away from the pressures of the party. However, even as the singer tries to retreat, they can't help but feel pulled in by the energy and infectiousness of the dancing and celebration.


Line by Line Meaning

Algo golpea a mi puerta
Something is knocking at my door


No sé bien qué será
I'm not really sure what it is


Sólo horas extrañas
Just strange hours


¿qué será?
What could it be?


No conocen mi nombre
They don't know my name


Me congratulan igual
They congratulate me anyway


Piensan que sos un genio
They think you're a genius


¿qué será?..
What will come of it?


Una fiesta
A party


Concurrida,
Crowded


Saltan todos
Everyone is jumping


Quieren bailar.
They want to dance


El balcón, las avenidas
The balcony, the avenues


Todos juntos
All together


Giran igual.
They spin together


Yo me escapo
I escape


Mis amigos, dónde estarán?
Where are my friends?


A hurtadillas,
Sneakily


No me opongo
I don't resist


Ya es de día,
It's already daytime


Me saludan
They greet me


Todo el mundo
Everybody


Quiere bailar.
Wants to dance




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Comments from YouTube:

@emilianoalvarez3493

Parece una canción de apocalipsis, si lo pienso así me encanta

@rattpitt6941

Primer comentario xD

@lucaratm96

Nose pero supongo que habla de una joda jajaja

@matir67

no entiendo la letra

@gonziuss

Por lo que yo comprendí, desde mi humilde punto de vista, es que no entiende a qué se debe que todos hablen de él y él no conoce a nadie.

@nicolasrievaj4327

cuando estas de caravana pasan las cosas del tema

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