mariposas
Loquero Lyrics


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Si te contara todo lo que nos pasó
Te cagarías como un pato
Llena de bichos una aguja nos picó
Y parece que no fue tan malo

Busqué la fórmula del farmaco y de dios
Son mis amigos y me entienden
Como las mariposas vivo dos horas hoy
Mañana ya no existo

Madame buterfly, Madame buterfly

Volver volver al mar a contemplar como se ahogan unos sueños
Envejecer tocando la misma canción de la muerte que camina lento

Madame buterfly, Madame buterfly

Y la alegría fue ganando su lugar
Entre las viejas rimas de mi abuela




Y yo las grito a todos con mi mala voz
Con mis borracheras y mis malas ideas

Overall Meaning

The song "Mariposas" by Loquero talks about a past experience that the singer had with an unnamed person. They say that if they were to recount the incident, the other party would be shocked. They then go on to say that they were once bitten by a bug on a needle, but it wasn't as bad as it seems. As they search for the formula for a drug and God, they find solace in their friends who understand them. The song then takes a dark turn, as the singer mentions that they, like butterflies, live for only two hours before they cease to exist. Madame Butterfly is mentioned as a symbol of this mortality. The song ends with the singer talking about finding joy among the elderly rhymes of their grandmother, and how they scream these rhymes with their bad voice and bad ideas.


The song has a melancholic tone, and the lyrics focus on mortality and the fleeting nature of life. The comparison of humans to butterflies highlights the ephemeral nature of existence. The singer seems to be grappling with the idea of life's meaning and the potential for a higher power or cure for the hardships we face.


Line by Line Meaning

Si te contara todo lo que nos pasó
If I told you everything that happened to us


Te cagarías como un pato
You would shit yourself like a duck


Llena de bichos una aguja nos picó
A needle full of bugs stung us


Y parece que no fue tan malo
And it seems like it wasn't so bad


Busqué la fórmula del farmaco y de dios
I searched for the formula of medicine and God


Son mis amigos y me entienden
They're my friends and they understand me


Como las mariposas vivo dos horas hoy
Like butterflies, today I live for only two hours


Mañana ya no existo
Tomorrow I no longer exist


Madame buterfly, Madame buterfly
Madame Butterfly, Madame Butterfly


Volver volver al mar a contemplar como se ahogan unos sueños
To return to the sea and watch as dreams drown


Envejecer tocando la misma canción de la muerte que camina lento
To age while playing the same song of death that walks slowly


Y la alegría fue ganando su lugar
And joy was gaining its place


Entre las viejas rimas de mi abuela
Among the old rhymes of my grandmother


Y yo las grito a todos con mi mala voz
And I shout them out to everyone with my bad voice


Con mis borracheras y mis malas ideas
With my drunkenness and my bad ideas




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