A solas
Sordromo Lyrics


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Quiero creer que la verdad
llegará a tiempo
para poderte rescatar
de tu infierno

Me preguntan dónde estás
es lejos
pero prometo
que vuelve

A solas
con todos
duele
sé que no te gusta estar
a solas
con otros
se hace
tan difícil cuando estás
a solas

Otra mañana
sin salir
a pelear el día
son dos semanas




sin pedir
nada de la vida

Overall Meaning

In Sordromo's song A Solas, the singer expresses their desire to believe that the truth will come in time to rescue someone from their personal hell. They pose a rhetorical question about the whereabouts of this person, suggesting that they are far away, but the singer assures them that they will come back. The chorus brings up the idea of being alone, which they find painful, and acknowledge that being with other people can also be difficult. The rest of the song speaks of the hopelessness that comes with everyday life without any sense of purpose or drive.


The overall theme of the song is the struggle with isolation, disconnection, and loneliness. The singer admits that being alone hurts, but also openly expresses how much more excruciating it is to face life's challenges with a lack of motivation, excitement, or vision. The lyrics suggest that the cycle of sadness and stagnation can be broken if only one can hold on to the hope that things can change for the better, even if it takes a while.


Line by Line Meaning

Quiero creer que la verdad llegará a tiempo para poderte rescatar de tu infierno
I wish to believe that the truth will arrive just in time to save you from your personal hell.


Me preguntan dónde estás es lejos pero prometo que vuelve
People inquire about your whereabouts, and although it is far away, I promise you'll return soon.


A solas con todos duele, sé que no te gusta estar a solas con otros se hace tan difícil cuando estás a solas
Being alone with everyone hurts, I know you don't like to be alone, but it's just as hard to be with others when you feel lonely.


Otra mañana sin salir a pelear el día son dos semanas sin pedir nada de la vida
Another morning where you can't bring yourself to face the day; two weeks where you haven't asked anything of life.




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