gentle on my mind.

¿ Podría alguien traducirme al español esta canción

GENTLE ON MY MIND

It's knowin' that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that bind me
Or something that somebody said because
They thought we fit together walkin'
It's just knowing that the world
Will not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're movin' on the back roads

By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence
Tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see
You walkin' on the back roads
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron
In some train yard
My beard a rustlin' coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're waitin' from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind


Muchas Gracias.

GENTLE ON MY MIND - SUAVE EN MI MENTE

Esta canción fue difícil de traducir pero aquí va mi intento.

It's knowin' that your door is always open
Es el saber que tu puerta siempre queda abierta
And your path is free to walk
Y que tu camino es libre para andar en él
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Lo que me lleva a la tendencia de dejar mi saco de dormir
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
Doblado y escondido detrás de tu sofá
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
Y es el saber que no me encadenan
By forgotten words and bonds
Las palabras ya olvidadas ni ningún vínculo
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
Y que las manchas de tinta que se han secado sobre alguna línea
That keeps you in the back roads
Que te mantiene por las carreteras secundarias
By the rivers of my memory
Por los ríos de mi memoria
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
Es lo que te mantiene tan suave en mi mente

It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
No es el aferrarse a las rocas y a la hiedra
Planted on their columns now that bind me
Sembrada en sus columnas lo que me ata
Or something that somebody said because
Ni nada que haya dicho alguien porque
They thought we fit together walkin'
pensaba que lucíamos bien caminando juntos
It's just knowing that the world
Sólo es el saber que el mundo
Will not be cursing or forgiving
No estará maldiciendo ni perdonando
When I walk along some railroad track and find
Cuando camine yo por alguna vía de tren y me encuentre
That you're movin' on the back roads
Con que andas por las carreteras secundarias

By the rivers of my memory
Por los ríos de mi memoria
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
Y por horas estás simplemente suave en mi mente

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
Aunque los campos de trigo y los tendederos
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
Y las chatarrerías y las autopistas nos separen
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
Y otra mujer le llore a su mamá
'cause she turned and I was gone
porque se volteó y me había ido
I still might run in silence
puede que siga yo corriendo en silencio
Tears of joy might stain my face
Lágrimas de alegría pueden mancharme la cara
And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
Y el sol de verano puede quemarme hasta que quede ciego
But not to where I cannot see
Pero no hasta donde no pueda verte
You walkin' on the back roads
Andando por las carreteras secundarias
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
Por los ríos corriendo suave en mi mente

I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron
Tiro mi tasa de sopa de una caldera hirviente y chispeante
In some train yard
En cualquier patio cerca al tren
My beard a rustlin' coal pile
Mi barba hecha un pila susurrante de carbón
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Y un sombrero sucio cubriéndome la cara
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
Con las manos agarradas de una lata
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
Hago de cuenta que te tengo cerca al pecho y me encuentro
That you're waitin' from the back roads
Con que me esperas desde las carreteras secundarias
By the rivers of my memory
Por los ríos de mi memoria
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
Siempre sonriente, tan suave en mi mente

Bedroomeyes:

Muchas Gracias. Eres un amor.

Nuevamente, MUCHAS GRACIAS.

A la orden Victor. Bonita canción.