Las Palabras paints words as living, breathing rebels. Sometimes they burst out like "kung-fu" punches, other times they tip-toe away and hide in silence. Bunbury reminds us that language can heal or wound, so the song’s words refuse to be weapons. They would rather wait for the right moment than add more empty noise. If honesty is absent, they stay quiet, watching those who prefer to keep “continuar dormido” – asleep to truth.
Yet, when truth finally arrives, these words strike with rhymes, shadows, and raw sincerity. They despise "mentira cochina" – nasty lies – and crave real, testimonial reality. The message is playful but pointed: speak only when your words carry meaning, because once voiced they are yours and no one else’s. Otherwise, talking is like knocking on a wall that never answers back.