Cambios
Juan Carlos Baglietto Lyrics


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No hay un cambio si fueron disueltos
y dejaron los estados desiertos
la tecnologia europea
se rompe en la cordillera.
y conejitos de indias somos
por suerte no hay otra vida
como nos promete el cura.
No hay un mango en las arcas del cielo
se robaron los diez mandamientos
un video clip neoyorquino
vale menos que un vaso
ser de esta tierra es pecado
y ser fieles al pasado,
nos convierte en esclavos.

Cuanto duras, cuanto deseas
el deseo de desear
el deseo de cambiar,
esta tierra colombina
te embriaga pero te quita
un poco de alegria
por que todavia te duelen las heridas.

Disculpame no quiero cantarte mas
los soldados se pintan como tu mamá
y hay un señor elegido
que a todos pide permiso
Menos a vos que viste la vida
por una consigna
y hoy no vale cinco guitas
marihuana entre rejas
hoy corres la coneja
como el ciego del subte
que canta villancicos
aunque no sea navidad.





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Overall Meaning

Juan Carlos Baglietto's song "Cambios" reflects on the changes and challenges faced by society. The lyrics convey a sense of disillusionment with the present state of affairs in Latin America and the world. The first stanza alludes to the dissolution of traditional structures like states and the erosion of European technology in the Andes. The lyrics suggest that humans are like guinea pigs in a grand experiment, and there is no other life than the one we have now. The reference to the priest's promises of a better afterlife reinforces the sense of disenchantment with the present.


The second stanza talks about the corruption of the divine and the loss of faith. The ten commandments have been stolen, and even a New York video clip is worth less than a glass. The lyrics convey a sense of sadness and despair, and being faithful to the past only makes us slaves. The chorus talks about the desire for change, but it comes at a price. The lyrics allude to the pain of the conquest and the oppression of the native people. There is a sense of nostalgia and sorrow for what has been lost and the scars that remain. The final stanza talks about the futility and absurdity of the present situation. The lyrics suggest that soldiers are like painted dolls, and the people are powerless against the whims of the elites. The reference to the blind man who sings Christmas carols all year round is a metaphor for the human condition, and the desire for something better is constant but fleeting.


Line by Line Meaning

No hay un cambio si fueron disueltos
There is no change if they were dissolved


y dejaron los estados desiertos
and left the states deserted


la tecnologia europea
European technology


se rompe en la cordillera.
breaks in the mountain range.


y conejitos de indias somos
and we are guinea pigs


por suerte no hay otra vida
luckily there is no other life


como nos promete el cura.
as the priest promises us.


No hay un mango en las arcas del cielo
There is no money in the coffers of heaven


se robaron los diez mandamientos
the Ten Commandments were stolen


un video clip neoyorquino
a New York video clip


vale menos que un vaso
is worth less than a glass


ser de esta tierra es pecado
being from this land is a sin


y ser fieles al pasado,
and being faithful to the past


nos convierte en esclavos.
turns us into slaves.


Cuanto duras, cuanto deseas
How long you last, how much you desire


el deseo de desear
the desire to desire


el deseo de cambiar,
the desire to change


esta tierra colombina
this Colombian land


te embriaga pero te quita
intoxicates you but takes away


un poco de alegria
a little bit of joy


por que todavia te duelen las heridas.
because your wounds still hurt.


Disculpame no quiero cantarte mas
Excuse me, I don't want to sing to you anymore


los soldados se pintan como tu mamá
the soldiers paint themselves like your mom


y hay un señor elegido
and there is a chosen man


que a todos pide permiso
who asks permission from everyone


Menos a vos que viste la vida
Except for you who saw life


por una consigna
for a cause


y hoy no vale cinco guitas
and today it's not worth five coins


marihuana entre rejas
marijuana behind bars


hoy corres la coneja
today you run like the rabbit


como el ciego del subte
like the blind man in the subway


que canta villancicos
who sings Christmas carols


aunque no sea navidad.
even if it's not Christmas.




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