Sibèba - Tirso de Molina lyrics

Oh! pain, I feel so much pain Oh! pain, I can't stand it Oh! pain, I can only cry Oh! pain, I can only sing I walk along the streets Don't make me feel like a stranger The Spanish police Make me live like one Living in Spain Makes me feel like one To work In a different country I left my home My countryside and my people The streets of Madrid Are hard on me Like intruders without a voice They cast us from the Puerta del Sol I don't know how to get to Atocha I don't know how to get to Gran Via I don't know how to get to Bilbao I don't know how to get to Tirso de Molina Unable to turn my eyes Forward or backwards How will I get to Atocha? How will I get to Gran Via? How will I get to Bilbao? How will I get to Cuatro Caminos?