It all started because Kar had a lot of songs that didn't fit the sound of Insite, but he wanted people to listen to his songs. It wasn't his intention to get as far as he is now. Today, there's a lot of people listening to his songs and embracing them as the anthems of their lives and/or relationships.
In live shows, Kar has the company of some Insite mates and some friends. Johis on drums, Gabriel and JC on guitars, and Paco (from the band Breaking Memories) on bass guitar.
mil dias
Siempre Me Dejas Lyrics
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Mil días. . .
Ya no sé donde estoy
Todos sstos días en caminos ya estoy harto,
Ya no puedo más,
Ya quiero estar entre tus brazos.
El puerto olía a funeral,
Y yo qué hago en este lugar.
Mil voces no son suficientes,
Cada día quiero más,
Yo necesito que me olvides hazme una historia.
Mi maleta sigue llena
Qué te cuento de mi alma
Tan vacía sin ti no sabes cuanto tiempo falta.
Yo tengo meses sin dormir,
Mil días,
Ya no sé ni quien soy.
Los teléfonos se cortan,
No puedo escucharte,
Ya no puedo mas,
Ya quiero explorar tus labios.
El puerto sigue triste,
Todos los barcos hoy se van,
Y yo qué hago en este lugar.
Mil voces no son suficientes,
Cada día quiero más,
Yo necesito que me olvides hazme una historia,
Mi maleta sigue llena,
Que te cuento de mi alma,
Tan vacía sin ti no sabes cuanto tiempo falta. . .
No sabes cuanto tiempo falta.
The song "Mil Días" by Siempre Me Dejas talks about a person who has been away from home for months, even for a thousand days, as revealed in the opening lines "Ya tengo meses sin regresar, Mil días." The person is feeling lost and disconnected, not knowing where they are and yearning to be back in the arms of their loved one. The lyrics refer to being tired of the journey and wanting to end it soon, as well as struggling with identity and sleeplessness due to the distance from the familiar.
Throughout the song, there is a sense of melancholic detachment and longing for home, and the phrase "Mil voces no son suficientes" (a thousand voices are not enough) emphasizes the depth of the person's yearning for connection. The mention of a corpse and a funeral scent highlights the passage of time and the inevitability of death, further underscoring the importance of cherishing life and the people we love.
Line by Line Meaning
Ya tengo meses sin regresar,
Mil días. . .
It's been months since I've returned, a thousand days...
Ya no sé donde estoy
Todos sstos días en caminos ya estoy harto,
Ya no puedo más,
Ya quiero estar entre tus brazos.
I don't know where I am anymore, tired of these days on the road, can't take it anymore, I want to be in your arms.
El mar trajo un cadáver,
El puerto olía a funeral,
Y yo qué hago en este lugar.
The sea brought a corpse, the port smelled like a funeral, and what am I doing in this place?
Mil voces no son suficientes,
Cada día quiero más,
Yo necesito que me olvides hazme una historia.
A thousand voices aren't enough, every day I want more, I need you to forget me, make me a story.
Mi maleta sigue llena
Qué te cuento de mi alma
Tan vacía sin ti no sabes cuanto tiempo falta.
My suitcase is still full, what can I tell you about my soul, so empty without you, you don't know how much time is left.
Yo tengo meses sin dormir,
Mil días,
Ya no sé ni quien soy.
I haven't slept for months, a thousand days, I don't even know who I am anymore.
Los teléfonos se cortan,
No puedo escucharte,
Ya no puedo mas,
Ya quiero explorar tus labios.
The phone calls get cut off, I can't hear you, I can't take it anymore, I want to explore your lips.
El puerto sigue triste,
Todos los barcos hoy se van,
Y yo qué hago en este lugar.
The port is still sad, all the boats are leaving today, and what am I doing in this place?
Mil voces no son suficientes,
Cada día quiero más,
Yo necesito que me olvides hazme una historia,
Mi maleta sigue llena,
Que te cuento de mi alma,
Tan vacía sin ti no sabes cuanto tiempo falta. . .
No sabes cuanto tiempo falta.
A thousand voices aren't enough, every day I want more, I need you to forget me, make me a story, my suitcase is still full, what can I tell you about my soul, so empty without you, you don't know how much time is left...you don't know how much time is left.
Writer(s): César Cossio Ortega
Contributed by Penelope D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.