It's from their album La Grasa De Las Capitales (1979).
La Grasa de Las Capitales
Serú Girán Lyrics
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¿Que importa tu canción?
La grasa de las capitales
cubre tu corazón.
¿Por qué tenes que llorar?
Es que hay otro en tu lugar que dice:
"Vamos, vamos, la fama."
lo mismo me pasó a mí.
Lo tienes todo, todo
no hay nada.
A buscar el pan why el vino
ya fui muchas veces,
a sembrar ese camino
que nunca florece.
No transes más.
Con la cantina, con la cantora,
con la televisión gastadora,
con esas chicas bien decoradas,
con esas viejas todas quemadas.
Gente revista, gente careta,
la grasa inmunda cual fugazzetta!
No se banca más!
La grasa de las capitales no se banca más.
The lyrics of Serú Girán's song La Grasa de Las Capitales criticize the superficiality and hedonism of city life, particularly in the capitals of Argentina where the band is from. The song questions the importance of individual ideals and songs in the face of the pervasive "grasa" or grease of the city, which covers one's heart and influences their actions.
The chorus asks why one would cry or be emotional about their ideals, when there is always someone else willing to take their place and pursue fame and success. The song acknowledges that this temptation exists for everyone, and suggests that the opportunity for such success is a result of having everything handed to them without effort. Despite this, the lyrics advise against seeking happiness through material possessions or indulgences, such as alcohol, women, or television.
The final verse describes this grasa as a repulsive element of the city which cannot be tolerated any longer. The song identifies the grasa as an obstacle to personal growth and a threat to genuine human connection.
Overall, the lyrics of La Grasa de Las Capitales are a call to reject superficiality, hedonism, and the status quo, and to instead seek out meaningful experiences and relationships that transcend the superficial.
Line by Line Meaning
¿Que importan ya tus ideales?
What do your ideals matter now?
¿Que importa tu canción?
What does your song matter?
La grasa de las capitales
cubre tu corazón.
The filth of the cities
covers your heart.
¿Por qué tenes que llorar?
Why do you have to cry?
Es que hay otro en tu lugar que dice:
"Vamos, vamos, la fama."
It's because there's someone else in your place who says:
"Let's go, let's go, for fame."
Tu oportunidad está ahí,
lo mismo me pasó a mí.
Your opportunity is there,
the same thing happened to me.
Lo tienes todo, todo
no hay nada.
You have everything, everything
there is nothing.
A buscar el pan why el vino
ya fui muchas veces,
a sembrar ese camino
que nunca florece.
To search for bread and wine
I've gone many times,
to sow that path
that never blossoms.
No transes más.
Don't compromise anymore.
Con la cantina, con la cantora,
con la televisión gastadora,
con esas chicas bien decoradas,
con esas viejas todas quemadas.
With the bar, with the singer,
with the spending television,
with those well-decorated girls,
with those all burnt out women.
Gente revista, gente careta,
la grasa inmunda cual fugazzetta!
People from magazines, people who are hypocritical,
the filthy grease like fugazzetta!
No se banca más!
It can't take it anymore!
The filth of the cities can't take it anymore.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CARLOS ALBERTO GARCIA
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