Cuarzo translates to "quartz", a beautiful and durable mineral. It's an intriguing word because it's not commonly found in song lyrics, making it stand out.
In the song, it appears in the line "Caballos de madera y cuarzo" (Wooden horses and quartz). This imagery evokes a sense of childhood, playfulness, and perhaps a hidden strength or beauty, much like the mineral itself. It adds a unique, almost mystical, touch to the lyrics.
Irepelusa, Niko La Fábrica, and Çantamarta bring us "Cuarzo (Caribe)," a song that feels like a journey through self-discovery and resilience, all while celebrating Caribbean roots. The lyrics kick off with a powerful farewell, "Que Dios te bendiga, vida, pero no fui yo" [May God bless you, life, but it wasn't me], suggesting a past relationship that ended, but without regret. The singer acknowledges their flaws, "Viste mis espinas, fuiste tú quien me abrazó" [You saw my thorns, it was you who embraced me], and reflects on how a shared burden, "El peso de tu cruz fue lo que nos hundió" [The weight of your cross was what sank us], ultimately led to their separation. But there's a sense of relief and growth, as "ya no está (ya no está)" [it's no longer there] is followed by "Mejor así (mejor así)" [Better this way], and the world actually became "más (oh-oh) Cuando lo compartí" [more when I shared it].
The song then shifts to a proud declaration of identity: "Que yo vengo del Caribe / Mira este flow no se escribe / Que yo vengo del Caribe / Esto no se cuenta, se vive" [I come from the Caribbean / Look, this flow can't be written / I come from the Caribbean / This isn't told, it's lived]. This part really emphasizes the unique, unteachable spirit of their Caribbean heritage. They talk about music as a weapon and a savior, "Música del alma / La vida golpea pero mis palabras son armas / Mi canto te salva" [Music of the soul / Life hits but my words are weapons / My song saves you]. Even through pain, they maintain calm and keep dreaming, "Sonrío aunque duela, yo solo mantengo mi calma / Los sueños se palpan." The lyrics also touch on the bittersweet nature of success and loss, "Lo malo fue que te perdí / Fue el precio por estar aquí" [The bad thing was that I lost you / It was the price for being here], acknowledging that some things are only real if experienced, "Si no lo escribí fue que no lo viví" [If I didn't write it, I didn't live it]. The imagery of "Muñeca e' trapo / Caballos de madera y cuarzo" [Rag doll / Wooden horses and quartz] adds a nostalgic, almost childlike touch, reminding us of simpler times amidst the complexities of life.