DistroKid file · clandestine desire and social media · Tamar Melián
A week ago it didn’t exist; now the eyes talk, Instagram watches and hell has a reservation. The fuse has already found the fire.
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Mis Ojos: Instagram, fire and a forbidden love that ignores the clock — Mis Ojos, by Tamar Melián, tells of a clandestine attraction that goes from an unexpected encounter to Instagram surveillance and falling in love.
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Mis Ojos
Mis Ojos, by Tamar Melián, tells of a clandestine attraction that goes from an unexpected encounter to Instagram surveillance and falling in love.
Original text provided by Tamar Melián
Lyrics to «Mis Ojos»
Full lyrics published with the author’s authorization. The song’s expressiveness, onomatopoeia and original spelling are preserved.
Nos volvimos locos, baby, nos volvimos locos… yeah
Nos fuimos directos, sin dudarloComo si en otra vida ya nos hubiéramos dadoEs prohibido, pero me da igual los líosNo me controlo cuando estamos en lo mío
Tú con tu vida, yo con la míaPero baby, me envenenas con esa energíaTu forma de ser, tu cuerpo me quita el hipoY aunque tengo mis complejos, contigo me siento invicto
Mis ojos dicen muchoMis actos hablan por míNo esperaba esto, babyMe he enamorao’
Nos dejamos llevarSin pensar en consecuenciasEres puro fuegoY yo soy la mecha
Esto es culpa de Tamar Melián y el cabrón del flow… prrrrr
No sé qué ha pasadoHace una semana ni en sueños podía creerloDicen que soy frío, que no tengo corazónPero tú, baby, me has revivido
Nos seguimos el rollo y nos enrollamosNo miramos el reloj cuando nos escapamosProhibido, sí, pero nuestroAunque duela, aunque cueste, aunque arda por dentro
Mis ojos dicen muchoMis actos hablan por míNo esperaba esto, babyMe he enamorao’
Nos dejamos llevarSin pensar en consecuenciasEres puro fuegoY yo soy la mecha
Tus estados los tengo que verNo usaba las redes, pero ahora espero saber de tiBaby, en Instagram, te stalkeo sin quererY no me arrepiento, me gusta verte sin ropa en el feed
Tu vida es complicada, la mía una mierdaPero el tiempo contigo es lo único que cuentaNo sé qué pasará, pero lo que dureVamos a comernos hasta la última nube
Baby, lo nuestro es caos y fuegoPero mientras dure… que se joda el juegoQue si nos pillan, nos pillen en llamasNos vemos en el infierno con las ganas
Jajajajaja, tú y yo estamos mal de la cabeza… y me encantaEsto es culpa de Tamar Melián y el cabrón del flow… prrrrr
© Tamar Melián. Lyrics reproduced by their author to accompany the listening and the context of the work.
From the direct encounter to falling in love
Speed dominates the story: two people let themselves go as if they had known each other in another life. The narrator, who considered himself cold, reads his own eyes and actions as proof that something has changed.
Two lives and a secret zone
«Tú con tu vida, yo con la mía» signals that the bond happens within complicated circumstances. The song embraces chaos and minimizes the consequences, but a real clandestine relationship can affect third parties and needs honest decisions, not just shared intensity.
Looking at stories isn’t entering without permission
The narrator waits for posts and admits to watching Instagram. Seeing shared content doesn’t authorize control, harassment or access to private intimacy. Social media can feed fantasy; respecting digital boundaries is still part of consent.
The observatory of the blazing eyes
In the movie, Tamar installs a telescope to look at Instagram stories and ends up seeing hell directly. Each story lasts fifteen seconds, but leaves a permanent flame. The cat cuts the connection and hands the narrator a clock: before eating the last cloud, he’ll have to decide which lives he intends to leave burning.
The surreal story it leaves open
After «Mis Ojos», the story keeps breathing outside the audio. Mis Ojos, by Tamar Melián, tells of a clandestine attraction that goes from an unexpected encounter to Instagram surveillance and falling in love. This reading does not close the song: it leaves a door open for every listener to find their own scene.
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Behind the song
Who the hell is Tamar Melián and what is he plotting now?
Tamar Melián is a producer, music creator and world builder. He turns experiences, dreams, rumors, street phrases and mental accidents into songs with their own identity. He also develops video games solo: Xerebra, Kobaya Nerd and Gato Sicario, three works in progress that blend the Canary Islands, humor, pixel art and creative decisions barely compatible with a quiet life.
He uses artificial intelligence as a tool across much of his musical and visual process, but the direction, the lyrics, the prompts, the selection and the creative judgment are his own work. The machine can propose noise; the personality, the world and the artistic responsibility still have a first and last name.
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