Ella
Rubén Blades Lyrics


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Ella, que con sus besos lima
Los afilados bordes de mi angustia de vidrio
Ella, profeta desarmada
Que sin cobrarme nada se enfrenta a mi peligro

Inútil es ante ella mi silencio
Pues oye cada cosa que no digo
Deshoja el argumento en que me escondo
Hasta dar conmigo

Espejo de un amor hecho distancia
Su rostro es el espacio donde vivo
En el desierto en que mi fe se arrastra
Por ella es que sigo

Ella, que sin rendirse insiste en regalarme
Sueños que mi razón resiste
Ella, que llena con abrazos los cínicos espacios
Donde mi pena existe

Joder, caló, caló!

Ella que a punta de besos lima
Los afilados bordes de mi angustia de vidrio
Ella, profeta desarmada
Que con sus manos de luna va
Enfrentando a mi peligro
Joder! inútil es ante ella mi silencio
Será que escucha las cosas que no digo?
Ella es calma y yo, pura tormenta
Ella, moneda y yo, un mendigo!

Lo que olvidé una vez ella lo encuentra
Y con profunda honradez me lo devuelve
Y aunque soy acertijo que atormenta
Ella me resuelve!
Redondo laberinto, el de la duda
Los pasos se convierten en castigo
En vez de intimidarla mi amargura
La bebe conmigo!

Ella, la sombra de mi sombra
La voz de mis palabras
La sangre de mi herida

Ella, que cada día me asombra




Con sus ojos de escuela
Que nutren e intimidan!

Overall Meaning

The song "Ella" by Ruben Blades is a beautiful tribute to a woman who has completely captured the heart of the singer. The lyrics start by describing how this woman with her kisses smooths the sharp edges of his glass anxiety. She comes across as a disarmed prophet who, without any expectations, meets his danger. The singer seems to be at loss without her and his silence is of no use as she hears everything he does not say, revealing the hiding places where he conceals himself. The woman's face is the space where he resides, and he continues to follow her even in the tough times.


The second verse praises the woman's unwavering commitment to the singer, even in his moments of wavering commitment to their relationship, and she continues to fill the cynical spaces where his sorrows evolve with her hugs. Despite her being the calm in his storm, he cannot help but feel like a beggar compared to her, and he admires her ability to smooth the edges of his pain with her kisses.


The lyricist employs a range of literary devices throughout the song. There are metaphors (the woman's kisses are like sandpaper to his rough edges), personification (his anxiety has the ability to cut him), and alliteration (the words "caló, caló"). The feelings that are expressed throughout the track are raw and authentic, showcasing Ruben Blades' ability to express his emotions via poetic lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Ella, que con sus besos lima Los afilados bordes de mi angustia de vidrio
She, who with her kisses smooths out The sharp edges of my glass-like anguish


Ella, profeta desarmada Que sin cobrarme nada se enfrenta a mi peligro
She, an unarmed prophet Who faces my danger without charging me anything


Inútil es ante ella mi silencio Pues oye cada cosa que no digo
My silence is useless before her For she hears everything I don't say


Deshoja el argumento en que me escondo Hasta dar conmigo
She strips away the argument in which I hide Until she finds me


Espejo de un amor hecho distancia Su rostro es el espacio donde vivo
Mirror of a love made into distance Her face is the space where I live


En el desierto en que mi fe se arrastra Por ella es que sigo
In the desert where my faith drags itself It is because of her that I continue


Ella, que sin rendirse insiste en regalarme Sueños que mi razón resiste
She, who without giving up insists on giving me Dreams that my reason resists


Ella, que llena con abrazos los cínicos espacios Donde mi pena existe
She, who fills with hugs the cynical spaces Where my sorrow exists


Ella que a punta de besos lima Los afilados bordes de mi angustia de vidrio
She, who with a barrage of kisses smooths out The sharp edges of my glass-like anguish


Ella, profeta desarmada Que con sus manos de luna va Enfrentando a mi peligro
She, an unarmed prophet Who with her hands of moon goes Facing my danger


Será que escucha las cosas que no digo? Joder! inútil es ante ella mi silencio
Does she hear the things I don't say? Fuck! My silence is useless before her


Ella es calma y yo, pura tormenta Ella, moneda y yo, un mendigo!
She is calm and I am pure storm She, a coin and I, a beggar!


Lo que olvidé una vez ella lo encuentra Y con profunda honradez me lo devuelve
What I forgot, she finds it And with deep honesty returns it to me


Y aunque soy acertijo que atormenta Ella me resuelve!
And even though I am a tormenting riddle She solves me!


Redondo laberinto, el de la duda Los pasos se convierten en castigo
Round labyrinth, that of doubt Steps become punishment


En vez de intimidarla mi amargura La bebe conmigo!
Instead of intimidating her, my bitterness She drinks with me!


Ella, la sombra de mi sombra La voz de mis palabras La sangre de mi herida
She is the shadow of my shadow The voice of my words The blood of my wound


Ella, que cada día me asombra Con sus ojos de escuela Que nutren e intimidan!
She, who amazes me every day With her school-girl eyes That nurture and intimidate!




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: RUBEN BLADES

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