"MILK OF THE SIREN" (originalmente titulada "Sirens") es una canción de Melanie Martinez que se incluye como la decimosexta y última pista de la edición deluxe de su tercer álbum de estudio, PORTALS.
Antecedentes[]
La canción originalmente se titulaba "Sirens" al principio y fue grabada durante un mes de aislamiento con los colaboradores Kinetics & One Love. Desde febrero a marzo de 2021, durante su estancia en Hawái, la canción formó parte de un hackeo de Dropbox en el mismo año, junto con otras canciones inéditas.
Sin embargo, días después del lanzamiento de PORTALS, esta canción fue renombrada y registrada en sitios web de derechos de autor como "MILK OF THE SIREN".[1]
Un día después, Melanie actualizó su biografía de Instagram y añadió "♡ drink from the leche of sirens ♡", que es la línea de apertura de la canción.[2]
Los fanáticos comenzaron a darse cuenta de que Melanie podría lanzar la canción. La noticia de que la canción iba a ser lanzada se extendió como un reguero de pólvora y todos empezaron a esperar ansiosamente el lanzamiento de la canción.
Más tarde ese día, un número de teléfono que Melanie había utilizado una vez como forma de promoción del álbum comenzó a enviar mensajes de texto a la gente: "TONIGHT 9pm PST/12am EST", indicando una fecha de lanzamiento para la canción y la versión Deluxe del álbum.
Tema[]
La canción parece ser un llamado a las mujeres para que se levanten y tomen el control de sus vidas y destinos, sin sentirse culpables o avergonzadas por hacerlo. Utiliza metáforas de mujeres del pasado, que deben recordar que no tienen que preocuparse por qué marinero abusivo ahogan, transmitiendo un mensaje general que fomenta la autodefensa. La intención de la canción parece ser un mensaje para decirle a las mujeres que dejen de permitir que los hombres las pisoteen y tomen el control de lo que ellas desean.
Letra[]
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Estrofa 1]
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
All of our sisters were killed and abused
By sword-swingin' men who would always accuse
The worst of a woman who fights for our right
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Tired of silence and bein' polite
Your legs turn to shimmerin' scales in the night
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown
[Post-coro]
Let them drown
Let them drown
Let them drown
[Estrofa 2]
Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress
Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess
They steal the resources, destroy all the land
Belittle the power of the feminine hand
The milk from the rivers of every moon
Cradle you tight like you're back in the womb
Bury their souls in a cove by the light
Celestial dip, all that ego and pride
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Post-coro]
Let them drown
Let them drown
Let them drown
[Final]
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc (Drink from the leche of sirens)
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin' (Summon the sailors in town)
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc (Strangle the fear of decidin')
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin' (Which ones deservin' to drown)
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
(Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown)
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Estrofa 1]
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
All of our sisters were killed and abused
By sword-swingin' men who would always accuse
The worst of a woman who fights for our right
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Tired of silence and bein' polite
Your legs turn to shimmerin' scales in the night
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown
[Post-coro 1]
Aah-aah
Aah-aah
Aah, aah-aah
Aah
[Estrofa 2]
Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress
Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess
They steal the resources, destroy all the land
Belittle the power of the feminine hand
The milk from the rivers of every moon
Cradle you tight like you're back in the womb
Bury their souls in a cove by the light
Celestial dip, all that ego and pride
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Post-coro 2]
Aah, mmm
Aah, mmm
Aah, mmm
Aah, ah-ah
[Final]
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc (Drink from the leche of sirens)
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin' (Summon the sailors in town)
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc (Strangle the fear of decidin')
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin' (Which ones deservin' to drown)
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Estrofa]
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
All of our sisters were killed and abused
By sword-swingin' men who would always accuse
The worst of a woman who fights for our right
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Tired of silence and bein' polite
Your legs turn to shimmerin' scales in the night
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Estrofa]
They cover their ears, my love
When you sound the alarm
They plan for a storm
Be crystal clear, my love
It isn't cold to choose your own
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Estrofa 1]
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
All of our sisters were killed and abused
By sword-swingin' men who would always accuse
The worst of a woman who fights for our right
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Tired of silence and bein' polite
Your legs turn to shimmerin' scales in the night
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown
[Post-coro]
Let them drown
Let them drown
Let them drown
[Estrofa 2]
Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress
Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess
They steal the resources, destroy all the land
Belittle the power of the feminine hand
The milk from the rivers of every moon
Cradle you tight like you're back in the womb
Bury their souls in a cove by the light
Celestial dip, all that ego and pride
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Post-coro]
Let them drown
Let them drown
Let them drown
[Final]
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc (Drink from the leche of sirens)
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin' (Summon the sailors in town)
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc (Strangle the fear of decidin')
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin' (Which ones deservin' to drown)
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
(Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown)
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Estrofa 1]
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
All of our sisters were killed and abused
By sword-swingin' men who would always accuse
The worst of a woman who fights for our right
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Tired of silence and bein' polite
Your legs turn to shimmerin' scales in the night
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown
[Post-coro 1]
Aah-aah
Aah-aah
Aah, aah-aah
Aah
[Estrofa 2]
Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress
Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess
They steal the resources, destroy all the land
Belittle the power of the feminine hand
The milk from the rivers of every moon
Cradle you tight like you're back in the womb
Bury their souls in a cove by the light
Celestial dip, all that ego and pride
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Post-coro 2]
Aah, mmm
Aah, mmm
Aah, mmm
Aah, ah-ah
[Final]
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin'
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc (Drink from the leche of sirens)
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin' (Summon the sailors in town)
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
Nothin' wrong with a little havoc (Strangle the fear of decidin')
It's fun when shit hits the fan
So guillotine their heads by shoutin' (Which ones deservin' to drown)
"Cut 'em off, leave waters red"
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Estrofa]
Engraved in our memory, the harm that was done
Our mothers, the witches they banished and burned
All of our sisters were killed and abused
By sword-swingin' men who would always accuse
The worst of a woman who fights for our right
To be where we belong at the front of the line
Tired of silence and bein' polite
Your legs turn to shimmerin' scales in the night
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
[Estrofa]
They cover their ears, my love
When you sound the alarm
They plan for a storm
Be crystal clear, my love
It isn't cold to choose your own
[Coro]
Drink from the leche of sirens
Summon the sailors in town
Strangle the fear of decidin'
Which ones deservin' to drown
Datos[]
- El archivo oficial del proyecto de la canción se filtró el 14 de marzo de 2022, junto con "Puzzles".
- Según el archivo, se necesitaron 900 tomas para terminar la canción.
- En las sesiones, Melanie declaró que esta era su canción favorita de grabar para el álbum.
- Inicialmente, se asumió que la canción había sido descartada de "PORTALS" debido a la cantidad de filtraciones relacionadas con esta canción y su exclusión de la edición estándar del álbum.
- La palabra "Leche"según el contexto de la canción, se refiere a la leche materna de las sirenas.
- Esta es una de las canciones de Melanie que contienen vocabulario en un idioma ajeno al inglés. Las otras son "Copy Cat", "Field Trip" y "FAERIE SOIRÉE".
- La introducción de "TUNNEL VISION" es similar al coro de esta canción.
- La cuarta versión de esta canción y la nota de voz de "Inconsistent Flame" se grabaron durante la misma sesión.
- Esta es la pista más larga de la edición de lujo, mientras que la más corta es "PLUTO".
- Melanie declaró que no incluiría canciones que se hubieran filtrado antes del lanzamiento del álbum. Sin embargo, a pesar de que esta canción se filtró antes del lanzamiento del álbum, aún se incluyó en la versión de lujo del álbum.