Loco
Iratxo Lyrics
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ciego me quede mirando a los rincones, En la alforja llevo trozos de canciones
en mi pecho un alfiler con su nombre,
Yo me mojaba suavemente en el agua de su boca,
y andaba vagueando por las arrugas de su frente,
Que pa mayor ya estaba el cielo,
que su pelo era aguardiente pa mecerme dulcemente en su regazo,
Yo hablo de la calle donde nací,
de to lo bueno y to lo malo,
Aquellos cristales donde me vi,
con la sonrisa de payaso,
Yo hablo de esas ganas de sentir,
de to lo bueno y to lo malo,
Aquellos cristales que yo rompí,
ahora el frió, viene a por mi,
Cucha la brisa que viene que trina
me tira las palmas a la cara,
en los recuerdos tengo sed de mas, Con un segundo con poco me basta
que la sangre la tengo de horchata,
Yo me lavaba torpemente si ella me gritaba,
rompiendo el silencio dándome en la espalda,
Ten cuidado con el suelo,
que a veces el agua resbala,
yo me guardaba cerquita de su regazo,
Ahora paseo por otras aceras con otras farolas,
mudo me quedo al pensar en el jazmín,
En la cartera telarañas y su foto,
y ene mi pecho un alfiler con su nombre,
Yo bailaba suavemente bajo su falda
y soñaba despierto en las madrugas,
Con un alijo de veneno,
de ese pa calmar la memoria
y mecerme dulce mente en el cristal,
The lyrics to Iratxo's song "Loco" are filled with raw emotion as the singer laments about a lost love. The imagery used in the song is striking as he describes the beauty of his beloved, referring to her eyes as a window that was left open. He speaks about carrying pieces of songs in his saddlebag and a pin with her name close to his chest.
The singer reminisces about moments spent with his love, languishing in the depths of love lost. He speaks of walking aimlessly with his love, lost in her wrinkles and feeling the sweet caress of her hair. The song is intensely personal, and the singer speaks candidly about his life experiences. He talks about his memories of growing up on the streets he was born on, the good and the bad, and how it shaped him as a person.
The song has a sombre tone, and the singer speaks about feeling cold and empty after losing his love. He continues to paint vivid pictures of the tender moments spent with her, followed by the cold, hard reality that he's living without her. The lyrics to "Loco" touch on themes like love, loss, and the importance of memories. The song is a testament to the power of love and how it can shape and change a person's life forever.
Line by Line Meaning
Loco me deje la ventana de sus ojos abiertas,
I left her eyes' window open and it drove me crazy,
ciego me quede mirando a los rincones,
I was blinded and stared at the corners,
En la alforja llevo trozos de canciones
I carry fragments of songs in my luggage,
en mi pecho un alfiler con su nombre,
In my chest, I have a pin with her name on it,
Yo me mojaba suavemente en el agua de su boca,
I gently got wet in the water of her mouth,
y andaba vagueando por las arrugas de su frente,
I roamed around the wrinkles of her forehead,
Que pa mayor ya estaba el cielo,
The sky was already getting dark,
que su pelo era aguardiente pa mecerme dulcemente en su regazo,
Her hair was like brandy that rocked me softly in her lap,
Yo hablo de la calle donde nací,
I talk about the street where I was born,
de to lo bueno y to lo malo,
Of all the good and all the bad,
Aquellos cristales donde me vi,
Those windows where I saw myself,
con la sonrisa de payaso,
With the smile of a clown,
Yo hablo de esas ganas de sentir,
I talk about the desire to feel,
de to lo bueno y to lo malo,
Of all the good and all the bad,
Aquellos cristales que yo rompí,
Those windows that I broke,
ahora el frió, viene a por mi,
Now the cold comes for me,
Cucha la brisa que viene que trina
Listen to the breeze that comes singing,
me tira las palmas a la cara,
It throws palm leaves on my face,
en los recuerdos tengo sed de mas,
In memories, I thirst for more,
Con un segundo con poco me basta
I only need a second with little,
que la sangre la tengo de horchata,
My blood is like horchata,
Yo me lavaba torpemente si ella me gritaba,
I washed myself clumsily if she shouted at me,
rompiendo el silencio dándome en la espalda,
Breaking the silence and hitting me in the back,
Ten cuidado con el suelo,
Be careful with the floor,
que a veces el agua resbala,
Because sometimes water makes it slippery,
yo me guardaba cerquita de su regazo,
I kept myself close to her lap,
Ahora paseo por otras aceras con otras farolas,
Now I walk on other sidewalks with other lampposts,
mudo me quedo al pensar en el jazmín,
I become silent when I think of jasmine,
En la cartera telarañas y su foto,
In my wallet, cobwebs and her photo,
y ene mi pecho un alfiler con su nombre,
And in my chest, a pin with her name on it,
Yo bailaba suavemente bajo su falda
I danced softly under her skirt,
y soñaba despierto en las madrugas,
And I daydreamed in the early mornings,
Con un alijo de veneno,
With a stash of poison,
de ese pa calmar la memoria
To ease my memory,
y mecerme dulce mente en el cristal,
And rock me sweetly in the glass.
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