My mind conjures up images of a faraway country.

People sing love songs, but they have a melancholy undertone, and
even the most cheerful song seems to promise that the singer will get
drunk next, and start crying in his beer.

The people sing of love around the campfire, but it's often of love lost.
If they happen to have a woman in their life, and they serenade her,
they will more often praise her for her skill in cooking the traditional
soup than for her fair complexion. Besides, the women are not the
gently poetry-writing types anyway: they have broad hips and a robust
sense of humour. If they ride a horse, they have probably tamed it
themselves.

Life is simple, but good, in this faraway country.

Eh, at least that's how I imagine it.

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Sounds Spanish, tastes yellow.

Sorry, inside joke. But I love the fact this haas no meaning and I can make
up my own stuff. I listen to French pop as well. A Canadian friend offered
to translate the music. I couldn't let her. I was afraid the music would be
about dating and ice cream and shampoo. I had deeper meaning than
that.

Same here. I make up my own meaning, and damn it, I am right!

Thanks.

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Thanks for your understanding. You hit the point!
Due to the fact, that each individual is different, each interpretation of a song title will be different.
Music itself mediates feeling but not sentences,
and each listener will have his own "view" and fantasy of the song. Vocals have to fit to the rhythm and melody of the song.
Last but not least, music is a question of taste... each individual has his own taste.
That's my opnion.

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