Hogar takes us on a whirlwind tour through Argentina’s convulsive recent history while zooming in on one man’s search for belonging. Fito Páez stitches together memories of a motherless childhood, military repression, bodies thrown into rivers, the AIDS crisis, and the wild artistic underground of the 70s, 80s, and 90s. Every reference feels like a snapshot: “el mundo andaba de botas” paints soldiers’ boots on the streets, “mami, morimos de sida” echoes the fear of a new epidemic, and the image of locos haciendo piruetas shows artists turning pain into performance. These lines blend personal loss with collective trauma, reminding us how everyday life and national tragedy often overlap.
Yet beneath the darkness runs a resilient pulse of hope. By the end, Páez looks straight at the listener and says: “Vamos a hacer una casa, un nuevo hogar bajo el sol.” After surviving dictatorship, disease, and decades of disillusion, he still believes in building something new—a loving home, a safe space, a fresh start. The song is a bittersweet affirmation that, no matter how chaotic the past, we can still choose connection, creativity, and light.