Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Bob Dylan - Ain't talkin' ------------------------------------------ As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine I was passing by yon cool crystal fountain Someone hit me from behind Ainīt talking, just walking Through this weary world of woe Heart burning, still yearning No one on earth would ever know They say prayer has the power to heal So pray for me, mother In the human heart an evil spirit can dwell I am trying to love my neighbor and do good unto others But oh, mother, things ainīt going well Ainīt talking, just walking Iīll burn that bridge before you can cross Heart burning, still yearning Thereīll be no mercy for you once youīve lost Now Iīm all worn down by weeping My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry If I catch my opponents ever sleeping Iīll just slaughter them where they lie Ainīt talking, just walking Through the world mysterious and vague Heart burning, still yearning Walking through the cities of the plague. Well, the whole world is filled with speculation The whole wide world which people say is round They will tear your mind away from contemplation They will jump on your misfortune when youīre down Ainīt talking, just walking Eating hog eyed grease in a hog eyed town. Heart burning, still yearning Some day youīll be glad to have me around. They will crush you with wealth and power Every waking moment you could crack Iīll make the most of one last extra hour Iīll revenge my fatherīs death then Iīll step back Ainīt talking, just walking Hand me down my walking cane. Heart burning, still yearning Got to get you out of my miserable brain. All my loyal and my much-loved companions They approve of me and share my code I practice a faith thatīs been long abandoned Ainīt no altars on this long and lonesome road Ainīt talking, just walking My mule is sick, my horse is blind. Heart burning, still yearning Thinking about that girl I left behind. Well, itīs bright in the heavens and the wheels are flying Fame and honor never seem to fade The fire gone out but the light is never dying Who says I canīt get heavenly aid? Ainīt talking, just walking Carrying a dead manīs shield Heart burning, still yearning Walking with an ache in my heel The suffering is unending Every nook and cranny has its tears Iīm not playing, Iīm not pretending Iīm not nursing any superfluous fears Ainīt talking, just walking Walking ever since the other night. Heart burning, still yearning Walking until Iīm clean out of sight. As I walked out in the mystic garden On a hot summer day, a hot summer lawn Excuse me, maīam, I beg your pardon Thereīs no one here, the gardener is gone Ainīt talking, just walking Up the road, around the bend. Heart burning, still yearning In the last outback at the worldīs end.