Accent - From Strut to Stroll [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

From Strut to Stroll

Billy boy will employ
His skills for the joy of filling voids
That’ll spill when noise becomes a bigger voice
But feeling coy they only get a little moist
Different choice for the kids with gifts or toys
That limit what they get to cigs and coins
Indifferent most will only get annoyed
But this is what’ll hoist his chin and loins
In the city he enjoys a sit for more
Than a minute so he could take in it all
He resents the way the busy people walk
And the quickened way they need to speak or talk
Somebody better pass a piece of chalk
So like De La Vega and Chico are
He’ll breed art as a means to reach the stars
And then their feet will creep so my thoughts

Why can’t we all just slow down?
And stop, to look around our towns?
’cause there’s so much to see and hear and feel as you explore
Who could wish for anything more?
And art from the body or the hands or the mouth
Should be appreciated by all the passerbyers in the crowd
So when you step it is best you switch your strut to a stroll
And he promises you that so much will unfold
And so much more and so much more and so much will unfold
And so much more and so much will unfold

It’s to each their own among the street performers
Some speak t’ inform while others beat their congas
Some’s sneak are worn because their feet have torn them
To the beats adored, to think that people ‘gnore them
Some preach to warn that there are evils dawning
Some scream at podiums while police are swarming
Emcees will always give cds of poems
Seeming free to own but try to leave you’ll owe ‘em
Some shriek their horns or play their keys for tourists
Strings are strummed others sing a chorus
Thieves are thwarting with deceiving ‘dornments
Tryna steal endorsements, off their schemes they’ll flourish
I believe in all this and can feel it calling
’cause the streets are crawling ‘ the uniquest artists
When I meet them aww it’s such a deep enthrallment
Then my bleeding heart is thus released from torment
And I’m proud

…there’s more

Why can’t we all just slow down?
To stop and look around our towns, there’s so much to explore while we all are around
He thinks you should change your strut to a stroll
Stroll

I fall the hardest for the starving artists
Whose callings are their honored alma maters
Whether smart with knowledge ’cause they’ve gone to college
Or just are and always some have more than graduates
Some carve their sculptures in the park ’til darkness
Some dart across a course with boards as partners
Others charge some dollars for organic products
At kiosks by gardens or at farmer’s market
Some offer off the books and sharper garments
With often off the cuff and snarky comments
You’ll walk along like what an awesome bargain
But they’ll fall apart as soon as you rock or sport ‘em
I depart afar in awe of rawer talents
But am grounded as part of a larger balance
So I soar on floor and sprawl above the planets
Understand I’m in touch with the ones who grant it
So I cup my hands under a running dam
And become a man whose drunken by love in manners
That circumferences what I am upping standards
Never rushing I can’t I’ll just comf’ly saunter
I underhandedly give the upper hand to
The ones who plan a living off something simpler
For once don’t strut it’s the only answer
Just stroll and you’ll find that your world is grander

Why can’t we all slow down
And look around our town
’cause there is so much to explore x3
Who could wish for anything more

And so much more and so much more and so much will unfold
And so much more and so much will unfold x3