El pasillo mágico
Los Tipitos Lyrics


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Tengo que colgar un rato y deliberar
Una luna en la cabeza o me fumo un charu
Esta noche seré una misa en parque chas
Una sola vez se piensa
Todo lo demás pasa...
En el pasillo mágico
No hay forma de entrar ni salir
Un monito de La Rioja bajó a la ciudad
Un buen día fue creciendo hasta ser un hombre
Sin freno y se ve que la lima lo alcanzó
Dame amor para la tierra
Dame tierra para mi amor
En el pasillo...

Bienvenido al nido, bien al circo
Mal al sol que no hay
Una puerta y otra era al circo
Al mal al sol que no hay
Que no hay, ni guardias ni bomberos
Ya no hay, nena no te confundas
Nunca saldrás de aquí

Para qué seguir fungiendo que no me escuchas
Tanto palo me hace pensar que te está gustando
El garrón colonial, huyendo del amanecer
Mazamorra bien caliente




Maza que quema los dientes
En el pasillo...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Los Tipitos's song "El pasillo mágico" depict a sense of contemplation, escapism, and surrealism. The singer expresses a desire to take a break and ponder their thoughts; they discuss the dilemma of either having a moon in their head or smoking a joint. This sets the tone for a night where they feel like a "mass" in Parque Chas, implying a sense of weightiness or significance in the moment. The idea that one only thinks once and everything else just happens ties into a sense of inevitability and the fleeting nature of decisions.


The concept of the "magic corridor" is introduced, suggesting a space that is neither an entrance nor an exit, highlighting a feeling of being trapped or in limbo. The reference to a monkey from La Rioja who came to the city and grew into a man, fueled by an unstoppable force that may have blurred his edges, adds to the surreal atmosphere of the song. The plea for love for the earth and earth for love reflects a deep connection to nature and a desire for reciprocity in relationships.


The lyrics then shift to a welcoming tone to the nest and the circus, but also allude to the negative aspects of the sun that no longer exist. The imagery of a door to the circus and the absence of guards or firefighters suggest a chaotic and unpredictable environment where one can easily get lost and never find a way out. The repeated refrain of "you will never get out of here" further reinforces the idea of being stuck in a cycle or a problematic situation with no clear resolution.


The final verse delves into a sense of resignation or disillusionment, as the singer questions why they should continue pretending that someone is not listening to them. The mention of a colonial snag and escaping from the dawn hints at a desire to break free from constraints and oppressive forces. The analogy of scalding porridge that burns the teeth conveys a sensation of discomfort or pain. The continued reference to the magic corridor underscores a theme of confusion and uncertainty, where reality and fantasy blend together seamlessly. Overall, the lyrics of "El pasillo mágico" evoke a dreamlike state of introspection, escapism, and existential questioning.


Line by Line Meaning

Tengo que colgar un rato y deliberar
I need to take a break and think it over


Una luna en la cabeza o me fumo un charu
A moon on my head or smoke a cigarette


Esta noche seré una misa en parque chas
Tonight I will be a mass in Parque Chas


Una sola vez se piensa, todo lo demás pasa
You only think once, everything else passes


En el pasillo mágico, no hay forma de entrar ni salir
In the magic hallway, there is no way in or out


Un monito de La Rioja bajó a la ciudad
A little monkey from La Rioja came down to the city


Un buen día fue creciendo hasta ser un hombre
One day he grew up to be a man


Sin freno y se ve que la lima lo alcanzó
Without brakes, it seems that the lime caught up with him


Dame amor para la tierra, dame tierra para mi amor
Give me love for the earth, give me earth for my love


Bienvenido al nido, bien al circo, mal al sol que no hay
Welcome to the nest, to the circus, bad to the sun that is not there


Una puerta y otra era al circo, al mal al sol que no hay
One door and another was to the circus, to the bad sun that is not there


Que no hay, ni guardias ni bomberos, ya no hay, nena no te confundas
There are no guards or firefighters, there is no more, don't get confused


Nunca saldrás de aquí
You will never leave from here


Para qué seguir fungiendo que no me escuchas
Why pretend that you're not listening


Tanto palo me hace pensar que te está gustando
So much stick makes me think you're enjoying it


El garrón colonial, huyendo del amanecer
The colonial hassle, running away from the sunrise


Mazamorra bien caliente, maza que quema los dientes
Very hot porridge, mace that burns the teeth




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Raúl Ruffino

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