Campos de Marte
Tachenko Lyrics
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restos de revolución.
Qué nos dejaste, ciencia sin arte,
míranos, piénsatelo.
Oh no, oh no, se ha cumplido la maldición.
Flores con olor a tierra me traéis,
vuestros nombres ya no significan nada,
Giros, virajes, kilometraje,
golpes y celebración.
Un engranaje sucio y salvaje,
idiotas con traje y reloj.
Oh no, oh no, se ha cumplido la maldición.
Flores con olor a tierra me traéis,
vuestros nombres ya no significan nada,
por fin, por fin.
Flores con olor a tierra me traéis,
vuestros nombres ya no significan nada,
por fin, por fin.
Flores con olor a tierra me traéis.
The song "Campos de Marte" by Tachenko is a reflection on the aftermath of a revolution, and how the promise of change often leads to disappointment and disillusionment. The opening line "Campos de Marte, bromas aparte" (Fields of Mars, jokes aside) sets the serious tone of the song, and the following line "restos de revolución" (remnants of revolution) highlights the aftermath of what was once a hopeful movement. The singer then asks the question "Qué nos dejaste, ciencia sin arte" (what did you leave us, science without art), suggesting that the revolution may have created progress but at what cost? He then implores those responsible for the revolution to reflect on the consequences of their actions: "míranos, piénsatelo" (look at us, think about it).
As the song progresses, it becomes clear that the revolution has not lived up to its promise. The line "vuestros nombres ya no significan nada" (your names no longer mean anything) suggests that the leaders of the revolution have become corrupt and their original ideals have been lost. The repetition of "Flores con olor a tierra me traéis" (you bring me flowers that smell of earth) at the end of the song emphasizes the finality of the situation - the promise of change has turned to disappointment, and the revolution is now just a memory.
Overall, "Campos de Marte" is a powerful and introspective song about the aftermath of political upheaval and the disappointment that often follows. The lyrics are poetic and evocative, and the tone is somber and reflective.
Line by Line Meaning
Campos de Marte, bromas aparte, restos de revolución.
The aftermath of the revolution has left behind barren, meaningless fields, devoid of any humor or wit.
Qué nos dejaste, ciencia sin arte, míranos, piénsatelo.
You left us with only cold, scientific knowledge and no sense of beauty, take a look at us and think about it.
Giros, virajes, kilometraje, golpes y celebración.
Twists, turns, mileage, bumps, and celebration - this is the cycle of life.
Un engranaje sucio y salvaje, idiotas con traje y reloj.
We are all part of a dirty, savage machine, playing our roles as corporate drones.
Oh no, oh no, se ha cumplido la maldición.
The curse has been fulfilled, and we are left to face the consequences.
Flores con olor a tierra me traéis, vuestros nombres ya no significan nada, por fin, por fin.
You bring me flowers that smell like dirt, your names no longer hold any meaning, at last, finally.
Flores con olor a tierra me traéis.
You bring me flowers that smell like dirt.
Contributed by David B. Suggest a correction in the comments below.