Cero grados
Forraje Lyrics
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dos sexos,
tres orgasmos;
cuatro risas,
cinco besos,
seis gemidos;
y ríe la luna por nada.
Siete dudas,
ocho renuncias,
nueve fugas;
diez silencios,
once rosas,
doce docenas de espinas afiladas,
oxidadas con desprecio.
Trece broncas,
catorce puñaladas,
quince duchas de agua helada;
dieciséis deudas,
diecisiete borracheras,
dieciocho razones bomba;
y la luna llora descuartizada.
Diecinueve abortos,
veinte colillas,
veintiun castillos de arena;
veintidos historias,
veintitres puntos de sutura,
y veinticuatro horas extraordinarias;
y ciento una heridas abiertas,
y trescientas sesenta resacas,
y mil y una noches sin ti."
Parece que te veo
reflejada en mi ventana;
me levanto y es el sol,
¡cómo pica esta mañana!
oye sol, no seas cabrón;
no me vengas con putadas,
que creí que tus rayitos
eran beos de mi amada
y no lo son.
The lyrics of "Cero Grados" by Forraje paint a picture of the ups and downs of a romantic relationship. The song starts off with the positive aspects of love - the joyous moments of intimacy and laughter with a partner, as exemplified by the counting "Un globo, dos sexos, tres orgasmos; cuatro risas, cinco besos, seis gemidos." However, quickly the tone shifts as the lyrics describe doubts, renunciations, and escapes, indicating that the relationship is struggling or perhaps even ending. The chorus brings in the theme of the moon and how it observes and reacts to the events in the relationship, as if it too is experiencing the pain and confusion of love. The second verse continues to describe more negative aspects of the relationship, including fights, abortions, and addictions, which lead to injuries and hangovers. The song ends with the stark realization that the pain of love is ongoing and inescapable, and that the singer is left with "ciento una heridas abiertas, y trescientas sesenta resacas, y mil y una noches sin ti."
Overall, "Cero Grados" by Forraje is a poignant and powerful reflection on the highs and lows of romantic love. The lyrics are vivid and evocative, painting a picture of a relationship that is complex and multi-faceted. The use of counting helps to structure the song and create a sense of progression, while the metaphor of the moon adds a poetic and dreamy quality. The song showcases Forraje's ability to capture the essence of human emotion and experience through music, and is sure to resonate with anyone who has gone through the tumultuous journey of love.
Line by Line Meaning
Un globo, dos sexos, tres orgasmos; cuatro risas, cinco besos, seis gemidos; y ríe la luna por nada.
Describing a fleeting moment of pleasure, quickly followed by a sense of emptiness; The moon, a silent witness, sees no reason to care.
Siete dudas, ocho renuncias, nueve fugas; diez silencios, once rosas, doce docenas de espinas afiladas, oxidadas con desprecio.
A series of failed relationships, each with their own set of problems and heartache. Even the roses are accompanied by thorns, reflecting the pervasive bitterness and cynicism that have developed.
Trece broncas, catorce puñaladas, quince duchas de agua helada; dieciséis deudas, diecisiete borracheras, dieciocho razones bomba; y la luna llora descuartizada.
A spiral of violence and self-destructive behavior, with fleeting moments of relief; The moon sheds a tear for the lost potential and pain.
Diecinueve abortos, veinte colillas, veintiun castillos de arena; veintidos historias, veintitres puntos de sutura, y veinticuatro horas extraordinarias; y ciento una heridas abiertas, y trescientas sesenta resacas, y mil y una noches sin ti.
A litany of regrets and moments of wasted time; each reflection on the past brings up another wound or source of pain. No matter how hard one tries, the past cannot be undone, and every day brings a new set of problems.
Parece que te veo reflejada en mi ventana; me levanto y es el sol, ¡cómo pica esta mañana!
Waking up to a sense of longing and regret, realizing that the feeling of closeness was only an illusion; the harsh reality of the present hits hard.
oye sol, no seas cabrón; no me vengas con putadas, que creí que tus rayitos eran beos de mi amada y no lo son.
Addressing the harsh truth of reality and the futility of hoping for something that will never come; the singer acknowledges the limitations of their own delusions.
Contributed by Lillian M. Suggest a correction in the comments below.