Estamos Cansados
Loquero Lyrics
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Sabanas blancas y manchadas, esto no es transpiración
En la ventana brilla el sol, propaganda oficial de dios
Y el interior no es depresión, no es ni si quiera eso
Estamos cansados, de ver cargar los dados
Luchamos, soñamos, y todo es en vano
Ayer seguían al campeón, y hoy con la misma Convicción
Destrozan cráneos al compás de sus bates de baseball
Los nuevos chicos que mañana, rellenaran tumbas heladas
No pueden soportar la visión, de los pasamontañas
Estamos cansados, de ver cargar los dados
Luchamos, soñamos, y todo es en vano
Educación, o explotación, del hombre por el hombre
Invierten en nuestro dolor, como nuevos mesias
Todos distintos pero igual, a sus ideologías
Y todos pasan a cobrar hermosos dias
Estamos cansados, de ver cargar los dados
Luchamos, soñamos, y todo es en vano
Estamos cansados, de ver cargar los dados
Luchamos, soñamos, y todo es en vano
The lyrics of Loquero's song Estamos Cansados are a powerful reflection on the exhaustion and disillusionment felt by many in modern society. The song begins with the singer waking up without any hope or excitement, performing the same routine actions without any real purpose or joy. The sheets on the bed are both white and stained, representing the monotony and impurity of daily life. Despite the sun shining outside, there is no sense of happiness or contentment within. The singer is not even experiencing depression, just a deep sense of dissatisfaction with the status quo.
The song continues with a critique of the way in which society operates. The dice are loaded against the individual, making it difficult for anyone to succeed or make a real difference. The singer and those around them fight and dream, but it all seems futile in the face of a system that is rigged against them. The powerful oppress the weak, causing destruction and harm with their weapons of choice. The young people of tomorrow face a bleak future, as they are surrounded by violence and hatred.
The final verse of the song touches on the exploitation of humanity by those in power. They invest in the pain and suffering of others, positioning themselves as saviors while still profiting from the misery they inflict. Despite their differing ideologies, they all benefit from the suffering of others, living their lives in luxury while the rest of society struggles. The chorus repeats the phrase "we are tired" multiple times, expressing the deep exhaustion and hopelessness felt by the singer and many others.
Line by Line Meaning
Al despertar sin ilusión, doble clic en reiteración
Upon waking up without hope, it's just a mere repetitive habit
Sabanas blancas y manchadas, esto no es transpiración
White and stained sheets are not a result of sweating
En la ventana brilla el sol, propaganda oficial de dios
The sun shining through the window is just God's official propaganda
Y el interior no es depresión, no es ni si quiera eso
And the inner state is not even that of depression
Estamos cansados, de ver cargar los dados
We are tired of seeing the dice being loaded
Luchamos, soñamos, y todo es en vano
We fight, we dream, and all in vain
Ayer seguían al campeón, y hoy con la misma Convicción
Yesterday they were following the champion, and today with the same conviction
Destrozan cráneos al compás de sus bates de baseball
They smash skulls to the beat of their baseball bats
Los nuevos chicos que mañana, rellenaran tumbas heladas
The new kids who will fill frozen graves tomorrow
No pueden soportar la visión, de los pasamontañas
They cannot bear the sight of the ski masks
Educación, o explotación, del hombre por el hombre
Education, or exploitation, of man by man
Invierten en nuestro dolor, como nuevos mesias
They invest in our pain as new messiahs
Todos distintos pero igual, a sus ideologías
All different but the same to their ideologies
Y todos pasan a cobrar hermosos dias
And everyone goes to collect their beautiful days
Estamos cansados, de ver cargar los dados
We are tired of seeing the dice being loaded
Luchamos, soñamos, y todo es en vano
We fight, we dream, and all in vain
Estamos cansados, de ver cargar los dados
We are tired of seeing the dice being loaded
Luchamos, soñamos, y todo es en vano
We fight, we dream, and all in vain
Contributed by Julia S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Gasti Benedetti
Al despertar sin ilusión, doble clic en reiteración
Pablo Cordera
EL PUNK Q ME ENSEÑO MUCHO!
Christian Yapura
la intro es como la base del tema COMMANDO de los ramones! pero loquero es groso!
Emmanuel Balducci
Chicos, toco commando con mi banda todos los sábados y tengo que reconocer que, aunque no sea en las notas, se parece a commando
Martin Ctolosa
Es punk vieja ....cualquiera son dos temasos los dos
Juan Manuel Carisimo
+Immanol Somma la secuencia de acordes es la misma lo que cambia , son las notas y la velocidad obviamente
eligetupropiaventura
chary sos un genio
Romina Heredia
y en el interior no es depresion
no es nisiquiera eso
Federico Jerez
Conoces el tema Commando? Jajajajaja
Tomas Ponce
Chary GOD