Madre
Halogena Lyrics
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Es tu voz la que me acosa cuando empiezas a gritar
Te molestan mis amigos, te molesta mi mirar
Ironias todo el dia
A pesar de lo que digas se muy bien lo que pensas
Quieres dirigir mi vida y la vida de los demas
No te importa lo que siento cuando tienes que opinar
Madre, ya no aguanto mas
Madre, no te soporto mas
Madre, no te importa lo que soy
No me preguntes de donde vengo, a donde voy
Ya se, no volveran
Historias del pasado, nunca mas
Estas en mi, no lo se
Historias de mi infancia, nunca mas
No sabes con quien te estas metiendo si queres pelear
Estoy a la defensiva tu mirada me hace mal
Atrapado en mi pieza me doy cuenta una vez mas
Ironias todo el dia
Madre, ya no aguanto mas
Madre, no te soporto mas
Madre, no te importa lo que soy
No me preguntes de donde vengo, a donde voy
Ya se, no volveran
Historias del pasado, nunca mas
Estas en mi, no lo se
Historias de mi infancia, nunca mas
Madre, ya no aguanto mas
Madre, no te soporto mas
Madre, ya no aguanto mas
Madre, no te soporto mas
Desde que me fui, todo comprendi, si
Desde que me fui, todo comprendi
Si! Si! Si!
The song Madre by Halogena tells a story of a strained relationship between a mother and her child. The first verse describes the suffocating feeling the child experiences when around the mother, with her voice haunting the child even when she starts shouting. The mother is critical of the child's friends and the way the child looks, with snide comments made all day long. The child, on the other hand, can see that the mother just wants to control not only her own child's life but also of those around her, without any regard for the child's feelings.
The chorus begins with the child calling out to the mother, saying she can't take it anymore. The child doesn't feel like the mother understands or cares about who they are, and the mother never bothers to ask about the child's thoughts and feelings. The child then reflects on how things will never be the same again, that things from the past will not come back. However, there is uncertainty regarding whether the mother is still a part of the child's life. The second verse talks about how the child feels defensive around the mother and how it hurts every time the mother looks at them, with the child feeling trapped in their own room.
In summary, the song Madre is about the complicated relationship between a mother and her child, where control and criticism have damaged the relationship to a point where the child cannot take it anymore. It is a heartbreaking story of a child wishing for their mother's love and acceptance, but instead receiving only negativity and criticism.
Line by Line Meaning
Ya no puedo verte, ni siquiera puedo respirar
I can't see you anymore, I can't even breathe
Es tu voz la que me acosa cuando empiezas a gritar
It's your voice that haunts me when you start shouting
Te molestan mis amigos, te molesta mi mirar
You are bothered by my friends, you are bothered by the way I look
Ironías todo el día
Ironies all day
A pesar de lo que digas se muy bien lo que pensas
Despite what you say, I know very well what you think
Quieres dirigir mi vida y la vida de los demás
You want to direct my life and the life of others
No te importa lo que siento cuando tienes que opinar
You don't care about how I feel when you have to give your opinion
Lo mío es una basura
What I do is trash
Madre, ya no aguanto mas
Mother, I can't take it anymore
Madre, no te soporto mas
Mother, I can't stand you anymore
Madre, no te importa lo que soy
Mother, you don't care about who I am
No me preguntes de donde vengo, a donde voy
Don't ask me where I come from or where I'm going
Ya se, no volveran
I know they will never return
Historias del pasado, nunca mas
Stories of the past, never again
Estas en mi, no lo se
You are in me, I don't know
Historias de mi infancia, nunca mas
Childhood stories, never again
No sabes con quien te estas metiendo si queres pelear
You don't know who you're dealing with if you want to fight
Estoy a la defensiva tu mirada me hace mal
I am defensive, your look makes me feel bad
Atrapado en mi pieza me doy cuenta una vez mas
Trapped in my room, I realize once again
Si! Si! Si!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Contributed by Dylan J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.