Interlúdio
Passiflorx Lyrics


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¿Cómo ser...en este hogar?
¿Cómo ser... sin explorar?




Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Passiflorx's song Interludio are brief and cryptic, with only two lines posing a pair of rhetorical questions. The questions both begin with the phrase "¿Cómo ser..." which means "how to be" or "how to exist". The first line asks "how to be...in this home?" This could be interpreted in many ways, but it suggests a feeling of displacement or unease. Perhaps the subject of the song is struggling to feel comfortable or find a sense of belonging in their living situation. The second line asks "how to be...without exploring?" This suggests a desire for adventure or discovery, and possibly frustration with feeling confined or restricted.


Overall, the lyrics seem to paint a picture of someone who is struggling to find their place in the world. They may feel stuck in their current situation but also restless and eager for new experiences. The questions posed in the song leave a lot open to interpretation, but the sparse lyrics and dreamlike quality of the music create a haunting and introspective atmosphere that invites listeners to reflect on their own sense of identity and belonging.


Line by Line Meaning

¿Cómo ser...en este hogar?
How can one exist within this home?


¿Cómo ser... sin explorar?
How can one be without exploring?




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Written by: Paty Latorre

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Gastón


on Color

Levantarme una vez...más...
Con las cortinas que se abren...
Para empezar...
Desperezar a toda el alma...
Agitar agotamiento y buscar la magia...
Color...
Color...
Aunque ahora veo más claro...
Y el humo de antes, se ha ido disipando...
Algo se está apagando...
Que no quiere volver...
No quiere volver...
¿Y es que ya no hay más color?
¿Y es que ya no hay más?
¿Y es que ya no hay más color?
Cuando ya no estás...
¿Y es que ya no hay más color?
¿Y es que ya no hay más?
¿Y es que ya no hay más color?
Cuando ya no estás...
Uh...
Uh...
Uh...
Abre las cortinas... de la claridad...
A ver si con la luz directa...
Tal vez vuelvo atrás...
Abre a mis ojos, ábrelos de verdad...
Sana mis heridas...
Con la realidad... oh...
Con la realidad...ah...
Y el color...
Con la realidad...ah...
Y el color...
Y el color...
Todo es textura...
Todo es color...
Todo es textura...
Dejar... a la luz... entrar...
Dejar... a la luz... entrar...

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