Huracán is a song about the issue of displacement, more specifically the kind of displacement that is being seen all over the island of Puerto Rico. People are given 30 days notice and forced to vacate properties that they rent or even own, so that developers can have access to the land closest to the beachfront.
The neglect, and oftentimes facilitation, on behalf of the government is leaving communities desolate, not only affecting homes but all infrastructure. Schools and clinics are left with no funding and are being shut down. Once-protected beaches full of crucial wildlife are being destroyed.
You will hear two voices in the song. The English-speaking voice of the oppressor conveys no empathy, and recalls the days where slaves were forced to harvest sugarcane, the main export of Caribbean islands. The voice of the people, which is in Spanish, begins as a quiet plea, and grows louder throughout the song until the final chorus, where the multitudes cry out for justice.
lyrics
Soy destitua
Fuí despojada
Avergonzada
Me dejaron sin cama
Me dejaron sin nada
(I am destitute
I was stripped
Shamed
They left me without a bed
They left me with nothing)
Soy destitua
Fui despojada
Fuí masticada
Me dejaron sin cama
Me dejaron sin nada
(I am destitute
I was stripped
I was chewed up
They left me without a bed
They left me with nothing)
No, I do not feel your pain
You have thirty days
You have thirty days
Your arms are nothing more
Than sugarcane
You have thirty days
You have thirty days
//Tengo dos opciones
Puedo vender o vendar
Esta vez viene del oeste el
Huracán//
(I have two options
I can sell or bind up
This time the hurricane
Is coming from the west)
Soy destitua
Fuí despojada
Avergonzada
Me dejaron sin cama
Me dejaron sin nada
Soy destitua
Fui despojada
Fuí masticada
Me dejaron sin cama
Me dejaron sin nada
No, I do not feel your pain
You have thirty days
You have thirty days
How dare you say I can be
Inhumane?
You have thirty days
You have thirty days
///Me quitaron la cama
Me dejaron sin nada///
(They took my bed
They left me with nothing)
En el ojo de una
Tormenta blanca
(In the eye of a
White storm)
No, I do not feel your pain
You have thirty days
You have thirty days
Your arms are nothing more
Than sugarcane
You have thirty days
You have thirty days
//Tengo dos opciones
Puedo vender o vendar
Esta vez viene del oeste el
Huracán//
credits
from huracán,
released November 10, 2023
vocals: Taisha Estrada
guitar: Don Potter
drums: Marty Risemberg
bass: Erik Sleight
recorded and mixed by Erik Grimm at Kreeger Studio
mastered by Jamal Ruhe of Listen Up Mastering
cover art: B R A I N D E A D D E S I G N (@braindead_design)
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