Mayhem X – Walking Down the Streets Lyrics
Artist: Mayhem X
Song: Walking Down the Streets
Bajo la calle real como el rey que soy
Cruzo el azoguejo para coger el bus en el que voy
Hacia mi trabajo, creando caminos hacia mi futuro
Por la tarde, mismo camino al revés, bajo el sol más puro
Las tardes que no estoy en casa, paseo por el muro
El alcázar, la catedral, subo y bajo las cuestas
Recorro las callejuelas, no en busca de respuestas
Sino algo que inspire la respuesta a mis preguntas
En la estatua de Juan Bravo o la casa de los Picos me siento
Para observar el mundo moverse y sentir el viento
Me convierto en un espectador, y mi mente se calla
En el silencio encuentro pistas para saber como dar la talla
Son tiempos de confusion para un joven de mi época
El mundo no es una poesía y aún menos una égloga
Que suerte que haya alguien que lo haga parecer
Alguna alegría habrá que tener antes de perecer
Si me ves caminando, es porque la cuerda se está tensando
Loco, no estoy contento, estoy pensando
Pero es el tipo de reflexión que me hace estar tranquilo
Esperando para volver al pueblo y pasear por el silo
Bajo la puerta del socorro para ir al parque
A inspirarme, luego vuelvo a casa, que se está haciendo tarde
Buscando respuestas, bajo el sol, el calor, la familia
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Walking Down the Streets Lyrics – English Translation
Under the real street like the king that I am
Crossed the azoguejo to take the bus in which I go
Towards my work, creating roads towards my future
In the afternoon, same way upside down, under the purest sun
The afternoons that I am not at home, walk through the wall
El Alcázar, the cathedral, I upload and under the slopes
I walk the streets, not in search of answers
But something that inspires the answer to my questions
In the statue of Juan Bravo or the house of the peaks I feel
To observe the world move and feel the wind
I become a spectator, and my mind is silent
In the silence I find clues to know how to give carving
They are times of confusion for a young man of my time
The world is not a poetry and even less an engloga
How lucky there is someone who makes it look like
Some joy will have to have before perish
If you see me walking, it’s because the rope is tensing
Crazy, I’m not happy, I’m thinking
But it is the kind of reflection that makes me be calm
Waiting to return to the town and walk around the Silo
Under the door of the relief to go to the park
To inspire me, then I go home, that is becoming late
Looking for answers, under the sun, the heat, the family
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Mayhem X Lyrics – Walking Down the Streets
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Release Year: 2018