Paroles et traduction Presuntos Implicados - El muelles

El muelles

El muelles va recorriendo el arrabal
Cuando está bien le encanta saludar
Camina a saltitos, cruza sin mirar
Pero a veces le ves
Solo e inmóvil, sin hablar
Ni la lluvia ni freud,
Le saben despertar. él dice que hay un ángel en el pan
Un ángel de levadura, harina y sal
Que ofrece a cachitos para merendar
Brillan sus ojos al sol
Y comprendes en su voz
Que su conversación
Es solo corazón.

The Wharves

The wharves go traveling through the suburb
When he's feeling good he loves to greet
He walks with little hops, crosses without looking
But sometimes you see him
Alone and motionless, without speaking
Neither the rain nor Freud,
Can wake him up. He says there's an angel in the bread
An angel of yeast, flour, and salt
That he offers in little pieces for a snack
His eyes shine in the sun
And you understand by his voice
That his conversation
Is just heart.