Picture Wos sitting cross-legged in his studio, a glass of wine in one hand and a slice of melon in the other. He looks inward, sketching a raw self-portrait with words that confess everything he feels but cannot fully explain. The verses swing between vulnerability and caution: he is ready to open his heart, yet he fears being “stabbed” if he lets someone too close. The ocean that “carries away his secrets” symbolizes both release and uncertainty, while the invitation to meet his “shadow” hints at the acceptance of darker sides we usually hide.
Then comes the chorus, a playful inventory of life’s simple treasures: a cheap mattress, a makeshift studio, loyal friends, wine, melon, and a whole lot of vacilón (Argentine slang for carefree fun). Behind the humor lies a manifesto: true wealth is not in possessions but in experiences, love, and rebellion against a world that often feels “roto” (broken). Wos dreams of riding a Zeppelin, traveling on a witch’s broom, or simply staying by a friend’s side when everything turns ugly. The song blends introspection with celebration, urging us to break what we were, share what we have, and live loud enough that “life’s strange, shameless ride” never tastes like too little.