Vuelo
Ricardo Arjona Lyrics


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Ella camina y pasa yo me detengo y veo
Ella en zapatos negros yo en mis gafas de miope
Perfil perfecto aerodinámico
Cortando el aire en cada paso

Bendito sea el milagro que hoy nos haré coincidir
Tartamudea la acera
Con tus tacos de aguja al caminar
Como has podido ir y venir por tantos años
Sin mi

Vuelo, al vuelo
Detrás del huracán que hay en tu pelo
Vuelo, al vuelo
Si coincidir es guerra y no consuelo

Ella camina y pasa yo me incorporo
Ella no me conocer yo me enamoro
Pretérito pluscuamperfecto
De ser infiel con el futuro
Despacio tras de ti me entrego a la persecución

De las huellas que dejas
De lo que quieras darme en consignación
Como he podido ir y venir por tantos años
Sin ti

Vuelo, al vuelo
Detrás del huracán que hay en tu pelo
Vuelo, al vuelo
Si coincidir es guerra y no consuelo

Se paro el reloj cuando te vi pasar
Vi mi carta astral tatuada en tu cintura
Yo no se si esto esa bien o mal
Yo no se que va a pasar tan solo

Vuelo, al vuelo
Detrás del huracán que hay en tu pelo




Vuelo, al vuelo
Si coincidir es guerra y no consuelo

Overall Meaning

In the first stanza, Arjona describes a moment where he encounters a woman who catches his eye. He stops to admire her as she walks past him in black high-heeled shoes while he stands there wearing his glasses. He notes that her profile is aerodynamic and that she "cuts through the air" with each step she takes. He feels lucky to have crossed paths with her as he believes it was a miracle that they met.


In the second stanza, Arjona continues to describe the woman as she walks away. He is captivated by her and is enamored despite never meeting her before. His emotions are conflicted, as he feels excitement from chasing her, but despair knowing that their potential relationship would be a difficult and tumultuous one. The last line of the stanza reveals that Arjona has been wandering aimlessly without her for years.


The chorus repeats the same words, "vuelo" meaning "flight," and references the woman's hair like a hurricane that he is pursuing. Though they have connected, he recognizes that their desire to be together is like a war rather than a source of comfort.


Line by Line Meaning

Ella camina y pasa yo me detengo y veo
She walks by and I stop to watch.


Ella en zapatos negros yo en mis gafas de miope
She wearing black shoes and I'm wearing my nearsighted glasses.


Perfil perfecto aerodinámico
Perfect aerodynamic profile.


Cortando el aire en cada paso
Cutting through the air with each step.


Bendito sea el milagro que hoy nos haré coincidir
Blessed is the miracle that will make us coincide today.


Tartamudea la acera
The sidewalk stutters.


Con tus tacos de aguja al caminar
With your high-heeled shoes as you walk.


Como has podido ir y venir por tantos años
How have you been able to come and go for so many years?


Sin mi
Without me.


Vuelo, al vuelo
Flight, to the flight.


Detrás del huracán que hay en tu pelo
Behind the hurricane in your hair.


Si coincidir es guerra y no consuelo
If coincidence is war and not consolation.


Ella camina y pasa yo me incorporo
She walks by and I stand up.


Ella no me conocer yo me enamoro
She doesn't know me and I fall in love.


Pretérito pluscuamperfecto
Past perfect tense.


De ser infiel con el futuro
Of being unfaithful with the future.


Despacio tras de ti me entrego a la persecución
Slowly I give myself to the pursuit behind you.


De las huellas que dejas
Of the footprints you leave.


De lo que quieras darme en consignación
Of what you want to give me on consignment.


Se paro el reloj cuando te vi pasar
The clock stopped when I saw you pass by.


Vi mi carta astral tatuada en tu cintura
I saw my astrological chart tattooed on your waist.


Yo no se si esto esa bien o mal
I don't know if this is good or bad.


Yo no se que va a pasar tan solo
I don't know what's going to happen, alone.




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Written by: RICARDO ARJONA

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Esta canción no es más que una triste burka. Se presta para muchas interpretaciones y al final no dice nada.

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