La Proa
Revólver Plateado Lyrics
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No soy equilibrista
Desintegrado cortado por el viento
Lamí la proa, como el agua lame proa
Distante y lejos
Como patas de conejo
Soy tu patada en tu matriz
Si en mis nudillos brilla el sol yo estoy contento
Soy el que sangra tu nariz
Polvo desierto, agua de mil tormentos
El diablo busca, no sabe lo que busca
Mapa grabado en la palma de la mano
La cruz que marca tesoros enterrados
Si en mis pupilas sale el sol yo estoy contento
Soy tu patada en tu matriz
Si en mis nudillos brilla el sol yo estoy contento
Soy el que sangra tu nariz
Lamí la proa, como el agua lame proa
Lamí la proa, como el agua lame proa
In Revólver Plateado's song "La Proa," the singer laments their lack of balance, stating that they have "lost the stick" and are not a tightrope walker. They feel disintegrated and cut by the wind. However, in the midst of their struggles, they find solace in licking the bow of a ship, much like water licks the bow as it passes through the water. The singer feels distant and far away, like the feet of a jumping rabbit.
The lines "If the sun comes out of my pupils I am happy / I am your kick in your womb / If the sun shines on my knuckles I am happy / I am the one who makes your nose bleed" suggest a level of violence and aggression from the singer, perhaps as a result of feeling powerless and out of control in their own life. The references to a desert, tormenting water, and the devil point to a struggle to find meaning and purpose in the midst of chaos and uncertainty. The map tattooed in the palm of the hand and the cross marking buried treasures suggest a desire to find something valuable or meaningful, but also a fear of the unknown.
Overall, "La Proa" is a song that explores the themes of struggle, isolation, and searching for meaning in a chaotic world. It highlights the complexities of human emotion and the different ways that people cope with difficult situations.
Line by Line Meaning
Perdí el palo
I lost balance, I am not stable
No soy equilibrista
I am not a tightrope walker, I am not skilled at balancing
Desintegrado cortado por el viento
Breaking apart, cut by the wind
Lamí la proa, como el agua lame proa
I licked the prow, like water licking the prow
Distante y lejos
Far away and remote
Como patas de conejo
Like rabbit's legs
Si en mis pupilas sale el sol yo estoy contento
If the sun shines in my eyes, I am happy
Soy tu patada en tu matriz
I am the kick in your womb
Si en mis nudillos brilla el sol yo estoy contento
If the sun shines on my knuckles, I am happy
Soy el que sangra tu nariz
I am the one who makes your nose bleed
Polvo desierto, agua de mil tormentos
Desert dust, water of a thousand torments
El diablo busca, no sabe lo que busca
The devil searches, but does not know what he is looking for
Mapa grabado en la palma de la mano
Map engraved in the palm of the hand
La cruz que marca tesoros enterrados
The cross that marks buried treasures
Lamí la proa, como el agua lame proa
I licked the prow, like water licking the prow
Writer(s): Mauricio Colmenares
Contributed by Mateo F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.