«In this band I did what I liked», remembers Charly. Inspired by the "elaborate" rock of Steely Dan and the Genesis "symphonism", Charly García formed one of the best Argentine bands rooted in the progressive genre. «We are the Yes of the Third World», synthesizes García. At the time, however, none of the LP's was sucessful, being recognized by the critics and the public long afterwards.
The band dissolved due to internal troubles around 1977.
- Oscar Moro / drums, percussion
- José Luis Fernández / bass, double bass, acoustic guitar, vocals
- Gustavo Bazterrica / electric & acoustic guitar, vocals
- Carlos Cutaia / organ, Mellotron, piano, keyboards
- Charly García / piano, synthesizer, Fender piano, keyboards, acoustic guitar, lead vocals
Ruta Perdedora
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se de un mundo en el espacio habitado por un dios
se que vivirmucho es mucho mejor
y yo se también que mi vida es tan triste
como un tonto me creí lo que dijiste
"nuestra vida seráblanca y buena
nuestra casa será verdadera
nuestra ciudad será hermosa desde hoy
"Bienvenidos a la ruta perdedora"
Se que nunca seré un buen payaso
se que mi vida es triste y que vivo con dolor
se que a veces ni siquiera soy yo
y no se quíen es el tonto en el espejo
y mi alma no me quiere y se va lejos
y busco un sonido en las paredes
y me escapo con los trenes
y en las calles me persigo con razón
y por las calles luminosas me gritan
"Bienvenido a la ruta perdedora".
The lyrics to "Ruta Perdedora" express a sense of disillusionment and disappointment with life. The first verse describes knowing someone who can talk to fish and a world inhabited by a god, suggesting a desire for the extraordinary or the supernatural. However, the singer ultimately acknowledges that their own life is sad and unfulfilling, and that they were foolish to believe in promises of a happy and prosperous future. The house they inhabit seems to mock them with its greeting of "Welcome to the lost route," reinforcing the sense of aimlessness and futility in the singer's experience.
The second verse further explores the singer's feelings of despair and self-doubt. They recognize that they will never be a good clown, perhaps an allusion to the idea of performing for others and putting on a happy face despite inner turmoil. They feel disconnected from themselves and unsure of their identity, uncertain of who the "fool" in the mirror truly is. The repeated phrase "Welcome to the lost route" suggests a sense of being trapped or lost in a directionless journey, with the streets themselves seemingly taunting the singer with their bright lights and harsh reality. Overall, the lyrics convey a sense of sadness and frustration with the limitations and disappointments of life, and a longing for something more meaningful and satisfying.
Line by Line Meaning
Se de un amigo que habla con los peces
I know somebody who has conversations with fishes
se de un mundo en el espacio habitado por un dios
I am aware of a world in space that is inhabited by a god
se que vivir mucho es mucho mejor
I know that living for a long time is much better
y yo se también que mi vida es tan triste
And I also know that my life is just as sad
como un tonto me creí lo que dijiste
I foolishly believed what you said
"nuestra vida será blanca y buena
"Our life will be pure and good
nuestra casa será verdadera
Our house will be genuine
nuestra ciudad será hermosa desde hoy
Our city will be beautiful from now on
y ahora escucho que la casa grita
And now I hear the house screaming
"Bienvenidos a la ruta perdedora"
"Welcome to the losing path"
Se que nunca seré un buen payaso
I know I will never be a good clown
se que mi vida es triste y que vivo con dolor
I know my life is sad and I live with pain
se que a veces ni siquiera soy yo
I know that sometimes I am not even myself
y no se quíen es el tonto en el espejo
And I don't know who is the fool in the mirror
y mi alma no me quiere y se va lejos
And my soul does not love me and goes far away
y busco un sonido en las paredes
And I search for a sound in the walls
y me escapo con los trenes
And I escape with the trains
y en las calles me persigo con razón
And in the streets, I chase myself for a reason
y por las calles luminosas me gritan
And through the bright streets they scream at me
"Bienvenido a la ruta perdedora".
"Welcome to the losing path".
Writer(s): Carlos Alberto Garcia, Jose Luis Fernandez Copyright: Sadaic Latin Copyrights Inc.
Contributed by Makayla R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.