What is the meaning of this lyrics? I have translated this but I do not understand what he is talking about. The lyric meanings are abstract to me. Please help me!

Question

Pongamos que hablo de Madrid

Allá donde se cruzan los caminos
donde el mar no se puede concebir
donde regresa siempre el fugitivo
...pongamos que hablo de Madrid.

Donde el deseo viaja en ascensores
un agujero queda para mí
que me dejó la vida en sus rincones
...pongamos que hablo de Madrid

Las niñas ya no quieren ser princesas
y a los niños les da por perseguir
el mar dentro de un vaso de ginebra
...pongamos que hablo de Madrid.

Los pájaros visitan al psiquiatra
las estrellas se olvidan de salir
la muerte pasa en ambulancias blancas
...pongamos que hablo de Madrid.

El sol es una estufa de butano
la vida un metro a punto de partir
hay una jeringuilla en el lavabo
... pongamos que hablo de Madrid

Cuando la muerte venga a visitarme
no me despiertes; déjame dormir
aquí he vivido aquí quiero quedarme
... pongamos que hablo de Madrid

Answer 1

Here is my translation
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Let's just say I am talking of Madrid

There where the roads are crossed
where the sea cannot be conceived
where returns always the fugitive
…Let's just say I am talking of Madrid.

Where the desire travels in elevators
a hole remains for me
That left me the life in its corners
…Let's just say I am talking of Madrid.

The girls no longer want to be princesses
And it give to them the boys/children for pursuing
the sea inside a glass of Geneva
…Let's just say I am talking of Madrid.

The birds visit the psychiatrist
the stars forgets of leaving
the death passes in white ambulances
…Let's just say I am talking of Madrid.

The sun is a stove of butane
the life a meter on the verge of leaving
there is a syringe in the sink
…Let's just say I am talking of Madrid.

When the death come to visit me
do not awake me; leave me to sleep
here I have lived here I want to remain me
…Let's just say I am talking of Madrid.

Answer 2

Let's suppose I'm talking about Madrid

Over there where the roads cross
where the sea can not be conceived
where the fugitive always returns
let's suppose that I'm talking about Madris.

Where desire travels in elevators
a hole remains for me
that doesn't allow life in its corners
Let's suppose I'm talking about Madrid.

The girls no longer want to be princesses
And it causes the boys to pursue
the sea inside a glass of gin
Let's suppose that I'm talking about Madrid.

The birds visit the psychiatrist
the stars forget to come out
death passes in white ambulances
Let's suppose I'm talking about Madrid.

The sun is a butane stove
life a subway ready to leave
there is a syringe on the sink
Let's suppose 'm talking about Madrid.

When death comes to visit me
don't waken me; let me sleep
here I have lived here I want to stay
Let's assume I'm talking about Madrid.

Can you imagine life in a huge city?

Sra

Answer 3

Over there where the roads cross
where the sea can not be conceived
where the fugitive always returns
let's suppose that I'm talking about Madrid.

Where the desire travels in elevators
a hole is left for me,
that I leave my life in every corner,
Let's suppose I'm talking about Madrid.

The girls no longer want to be princesses
And boys tend to chase,
the sea inside a glass of gin
Let's suppose that I'm talking about Madrid.

The birds visit the psychiatrist
the stars forget to come out
death passes by in white ambulances
Let's suppose I'm talking about Madrid.

The sun is a butane stove
life is a meter away to depart,
there is a syringe on the sink
Let's suppose 'm talking about Madrid.

When death comes to visit me
don't waken me; let me sleep
here I've lived here I want to stay
Let's assume I'm talking about Madrid.