By Mike Sain't Louis ·
Los ojos de Eduardo Casanova and a knock-off ex
Tell me, how is it my fault? That complaint opens the song and sets the tone: nobody here apologises for what they like. And what the narrator likes is Eduardo Casanova's eyes, so beautiful and special that no coloured contact lenses could give that shine.
The song is sincere praise, yes, but above all it's a weapon to throw. Casanova's eyes, his talent and his appeal are used as a contrast to talk about someone else, an ex who comes off very badly. Against the authentic, true quality of those eyes, everything about the other one is counterfeit, a throwaway product that ends up at the tip. It's a very cruel, very spiteful comparison, the kind that only occurs to someone whose heart is still hot.
The lyrics don't hold back on sex. They throw it in his face that his only achievement is having been with three guys at once, that all he cares about is getting it all the way in, that he doesn't know what the word sincere means. Seven years, the song says, and the other one doesn't give a damn. There, between the insult and the exaggeration, the real wound shows: a long time invested in someone who didn't value it.
The chorus is one of the most emphatic lines on the GAYFOLK planet: «tú tienes de canario lo que tengo yo de hetero» ("you're as Canarian as I am straight"). In other words, not at all. It repeats so many times it becomes a terrace chant, and I love how it uses an absolute certainty, the not-at-all-straight narrator, to deny the other person's identity.
I want to make clear that Eduardo Casanova appears here only as an object of admiration. His eyes are the ideal of authenticity, and nothing more.
I dedicate it to anyone who's come out of a long relationship feeling deceived and needs to let off steam with a bit of venom. Play it at full volume, shout the chorus and then, when it passes, look yourself in the eyes in the mirror: yours are real too.
The full lyrics are below. Listen on Spotify
Lyrics · LOS OJOS DE EDUARDO CASANOVA
Dime que culpa tengo yo deque los ojos de Eduardo Casanova me parezcan tan bonitos y especialesese brillo no lo tienen las lentillas de coloresmi niñoque culpa tengo de que Eduardo casanova tenga ojazos, sea guapo y con talento.
y tu único mérito es que te la hayan metido tres tíos en el culo a la vez dentro.
que culpa de que me gusten los ojossean auténticos y verdaderosy todo lo tuyo sea falsificaciónmade in Pakistán directamentepara tirar tras un uso al vertederodesde que te dio por dar uso con desconocidosal agujero
que tu tienes de canariolo que tengo yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de hetero
no sabes lo que significa la palabrasincero, solo te importa que te la metanhasta dentro.uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco,seis, siete años.Eso te la importa un pimiento embustero
que culpa tengo de que me gusten los ojosauténticos y verdaderosy los tuyosya estánpara tirar al vertederoy si te soy sincero
tu tienes de canariolo que tengo yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heteroque tu tienes de canariolo que tengo yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de hetero
ue culpa tengo de que me gusten los ojosauténticos y verdaderosy los tuyosya estánpara tirar al vertederoy si te soy sincero
tu tienes de canariolo que tengo yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heteroque tu tienes de canariolo que tengo yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de heterotu tienes de canariolo de yo de hetero
Lyrics as published with the official music video, on the MIKE SAIN'T LOUIS label.