Tormento opens like a cinematic voyage: you are on a ship aimed straight at a tropical storm while the captain cracks one last joke. The lyrics talk about “paying for something we have not broken yet,” hinting at the band’s playful but fatalistic outlook — accept the damage before it happens, then no one can stop the adventure. Images of a wrecked boat and floating debris paint a vivid picture of self-sabotage wrapped in wanderlust, turning the sea into a metaphor for the chaos we sail through in life.
Beneath the salty spray, the song zooms in on an inner storm. The narrator craves solitude, knows his time in a lover’s eyes is short, and warns that he will rise and fall before the next blink. Even when a “pharaoh” puts a price on his head, he refuses to be “an apprentice sheep,” claiming his right to freedom at any cost. In just a few verses Babasónicos mixes romance, rebellion, success and collapse, reminding us that life’s highs and lows come in the same wave — and the thrill is choosing to ride it anyway.