Mare
Maldita Vecindad Y Los Hijos Del Quinto Patio Lyrics
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Y me vine en camión a la ciudad
Vine a visitar a unos parientes
Que viven acá por Insurgentes
Muchas niñas lindas
Mucha tonta violencia
Mucho ruido y mucha gente
Mare
Mare niña
Una mañana me invitaron a pasear
Fui a Chapultepec, la Latino y Coyoacan
Mis parientes resultaron muy decentes
Y esa noche decidí irme a reventar
Mucha luz en la calle
Todo es despapaye
La verdad yo prefiero los hipiles
Y mejor me regreso a Yucatán
Mare
Mare niña
Y BOMBAS
The song Mare by Maldita Vecindad y Los Hijos del Quinto Patio tells the story of someone who left their home in Yucatán to visit some relatives in Mexico City. The individual finds the city overwhelming, with too much noise, violence, and people. The lyrics suggest that their preference lies in returning to their simple life in Yucatán. However, one night, they decide to go out and party, perhaps influenced by the nightlife atmosphere in the city. The song ends with the unexpected additional lyrics, "Y bombas," which can be interpreted as a commentary on the bombings that occurred in Mexico City in the late '80s and early '90s.
One interesting fact about Mare is that it was released in 1991 as part of the band's album "El Circo." This album is considered by many to be Maldita Vecindad's masterpiece, showcasing the band's unique fusion of punk, ska, and traditional Mexican music. The album was a commercial success and is still widely regarded as a cultural touchstone in Mexico.
Another fact worth noting is that Maldita Vecindad y Los Hijos del Quinto Patio are known for being politically engaged and socially conscious. Their music often touches on issues such as poverty, inequality, and political corruption. The song Mare, in particular, can be interpreted as a commentary on the impact of urbanization on rural areas, highlighting the differences between city and country life.
Additionally, the song's title, Mare, is a play on the Spanish word "mar," meaning "sea" but also used colloquially to refer to someone as crazy or insane. This could be interpreted as the individual feeling overwhelmed or "crazy" in the chaotic city environment.
Line by Line Meaning
Hace cuatro meses que salí de Yucatán
It has been four months since I left Yucatan
Y me vine en camión a la ciudad
And I came to the city by bus
Vine a visitar a unos parientes
I came to visit some relatives
Que viven acá por Insurgentes
Who live around Insurgentes
Muchas niñas lindas
Many beautiful girls
Mucha tonta violencia
A lot of senseless violence
Mucho ruido y mucha gente
A lot of noise and crowd
Yo mejor me regreso a Yucatán
I'm better off going back to Yucatan
Mare
A colloquial expression to convey frustration or disappointment
Mare niña
An intensified version of the above expression
Una mañana me invitaron a pasear
One morning I was invited to go for a walk
Fui a Chapultepec, la Latino y Coyoacan
I went to Chapultepec, La Latino, and Coyoacan
Mis parientes resultaron muy decentes
My relatives turned out to be very decent
Y esa noche decidí irme a reventar
And that night I decided to go out and party
Mucha luz en la calle
A lot of light on the street
Todo es despapaye
Everything is chaos
La verdad yo prefiero los hipiles
Truthfully, I prefer wearing hipiles (traditional Yucatecan dress)
Y mejor me regreso a Yucatán
And it's better for me to go back to Yucatan
Mare
Expression of frustration
Mare niña
Intensified version of the above expression
Y BOMBAS
And BOMBS (an exclamation of surprise or disbelief)
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ADRIAN NAVARRO MAYCOTTE, ALDO RUBEN ACUNA YANCE, ENRIQUE MONTES ARELLANO, EULALIO GALARZA CERVANTES, JOSE LUIS PAREDES PACHO, ROLANDO JAVIER ORTEGA CUENCA
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Gerardo Carbajal - SAMURAI 02
Mare, Mare niña
Hace cuatro meses que salí de Yucatán
Y me vine en camión a la ciudad
Vine a visitar a unos parientes
Que viven acá por Insurgentes
Muchas niñas lindas
Mucha tonta violencia
Mucho ruido y mucha gente
Yo mejor me regreso a Yucatán
Mare
Mare niña
Una mañana me invitaron a pasear
Fui a Chapultepec, la Latino y Coyoacan
Mis parientes resultaron muy decentes
Y esa noche decidí irme a reventar
Mucha luz en la calle
Todo es despapaye
La verdad yo prefiero los huipiles
Y mejor me regreso a Yucatán, bomba
Bomba, no regreses a tu casa
Aunque no tengas empleo
Aquí no cabe la raza
Allá te aburres de a feo, bomba
Bomba, al pasar por un panteón
Yo vi una calavera
Y después de examinarla dije
A mi no me hacen tonto, esto es de muerto
Mare
Me regreso a Yucatán, mare
Oye niña linda, en esta bella tierra del faisán y del venado
No hay cosita mas hermosa de tu
Por eso quiero que con tus manos santas
Me hagas una exquisita sopa de lima
Mare niña
Songwriters: Adrian Navarro Maycotte / Aldo Ruben Acuna Yance / Enrique Montes Arellano / Eulalio Galarza Cervantes / Jose Luis Paredes Pacho / Rolando Javier Ortega Cuenca
Mare lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Eduardo Lopez
El álbum el circo cumplió ayer 28 años de su lanzamiento. Y pues me vine a escuchar esta exquisita canción. Mare se cebó....
Alfredo Gonzalez
Por esta canción así le decía a mi madre. Gracias a Dios todavía la tengo.
Abraham Josué Hernández
En paz descanse Armando Manzanero
Reggie Banks
First heard this song when I was stationed in Korea back in 2001. Camp Casey up in the 2 ID. My boy Huerta was Mexican I could barely say his name at first. But he played this song and I remembered it today 03-05-21. 20 years later. Time flies. God damn bru. Miss them carefree days. We got deployed to Iraq in 03 and I lost touch with him. Hope he’s doing good over in Cali my Mexican brother from another mother.
Aldo Rodrìguez
Esta rola nunca pasara de moda.
El Andigena
Ahh no maaaaaa, cuantos años que este disco me impacto con madre y aun ahora, retomando estas canciones que marcaron a todos los que gustan música chingona
Ramon Bertrand
Soy hondureño y siempre me ha gustado esta banda,si que son unos locones,aaaah,pero tampoco olvido a café tacvba.
Jonathan Muñoz
Café Tacuba es más perrrooo
Ramon Bertrand
@Jonathan Muñoz pero sin maldita vecindad café tacvba no hubiese existido
Miguel Ruíz
Homenaje al maestro Armando Manzanero que colaboró en esta rola