Sobre Poem to a Horse (Live in Rotterdam, Netherlands - April 2003)
Significado de la letra de "Poem to a Horse (Live in Rotterdam, Netherlands - April 2003)" de Shakira
La canción "Poem to a Horse" es una crítica a aquellos que se creen más inteligentes y superiores que los demás, pero en realidad no hacen nada para demostrarlo. La letra habla sobre alguien que está tan enamorado de sí mismo que no puede ver las debilidades en su propia personalidad.
El título "Poem to a Horse" es una metáfora para describir la falta de emoción y conexión en la relación del narrador con la persona a la que está dirigiendo la canción. Está diciendo que hablar con esta persona es más difícil que comer sopa con un tenedor o conducir un taxi en Nueva York, lo que sugiere que no hay ningún propósito en intentar comunicarse con ella.
La letra también incluye una sección donde Shakira interrumpe el concierto para presentar a su banda, lo que puede interpretarse como un ejemplo de cómo algunas personas están más interesadas en mostrar su propia importancia que en apoyar y celebrar los logros de otros.
En general, la canción es una crítica a la egocentrismo y la falta de autoconciencia en algunas personas, y un recordatorio de que no todos son tan inteligentes o importantes como se creen.
Letra de Poem to a Horse (Live in Rotterdam, Netherlands - April 2003)
You're too far to bring you close And too high to see below Just hanging on your daily dose You never needed anyone But the rolling papers for your grass How can you give what you don't have?You keep on aiming for the top And quit before you sweat a drop I feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot I bet you'll find someone like you 'Cause there's a foot for every shoe And I wish you luck, but I've other things to doI'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain But you're so in love with yourself If I say, my heart is sore Sounds like a cheap metaphor I won't repeat it no moreI'd rather eat my soup with a fork Or drive a cab in New York 'Cause to talk to you is harder work What's the point of wasting all my words? If it's just the same or even worse Than reading poems to a horseYou keep on aiming for the top And quit before you sweat a drop I feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot I bet you'll find someone like you 'Cause there's a foot for every shoe And I wish you luck, but I've other things to doI'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain But you're so in love with yourself If I say, my heart is sore Sounds like a cheap metaphor So I won't repeat it no moreI'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain But you're so in love, so in love with yourself If I say, my heart is sore Sounds like a cheap metaphor So I won't repeat it no moreI'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain But you're so in love, so in love with yourself If I say, my heart is sore Sounds like a cheap metaphor So I won't repeat it no moreLet me ask you a question, guys Are you having a good time? (Yeah) Alright So I think this is a perfect moment to, uh Introduce my band, so I'm gonna start over here With Mr. Adam Zimmon on the guitar On the bass, Dan RothchildMan, you're not plugged in? What happened? Oh, now He just needed some companyOn the drums, Brendan Buckley On the backgrounds, Rita Quintero and Mario Inchausti On the precussion, Rafael PadillaThank you On the violin, Pedro Alfonso On the guitar, musical direction, Tim Mitchell And on the keyboardsYes, Mr. Albert Menendez