Текст и перевод песни El Poder del Norte - Pobre Díablo

Pobre Díablo

Sé que aprovechas mi ausencia
Para dar con la forma
De encontrarte con ella.
Sé que al volver yo la espalda
Tú la miras con ganas
Y deseos de tenerla.
Sé, si no estoy que la llamas
Y la abrumas y engañas
Como zorro a su presa.
Tú, amigo tú pobre diablo
Tú. Amigo tú pobre diablo
Se nota que no la conoces
El tuyo es un tiempo perdido
Que ella ya sabe quién eres
Y no eres su tipo.
Tú, amigo tú pobre diablo
Tú, amigo tú pobre diablo
No olvides que soy perro viejo
Que cuando tú vas yo ya he vuelto
Me causas tristeza, me das compasión
Me das pena.
Sé que aprovechas mi ausencia
Para hablarle de lunas
Y de mil cosas bellas.
Sé que tu mano en su mano
No es de amigos de años
Tú acaricias y aprietas.
Sé que es adrede lo tuyo
Que en el bar y en la mesa
A su lado te encuentras.
Tú, amigo tú pobre diablo
Tú. Amigo tú pobre diablo
Se nota que no la conoces
El tuyo es un tiempo perdido
Que ella ya sabe quién eres
Y no eres su tipo.
Tú, amigo tú pobre diablo
Tu, amigo ttú pobre diablo
No olvides que soy perro viejo
Que cuando tú vas yo ya he vuelto
Me causas tristeza, me das compasión
Me das pena

Poor Devil

I know you take advantage of my absence
To find a way
To meet her.
I know when I turn my back
You look at her with desire
And a desire to have her.
I know that if I'm not there you call her
And you overwhelm and deceive her
Like a fox to its prey.
You, my friend, you poor devil
You, my friend, you poor devil
It's clear that you don't know her
Your time is wasted
For she already knows who you are
And you're not her type.
You, my friend, you poor devil
You, my friend, you poor devil
Don't forget that I'm an old dog
That when you go I have already returned
You make me sad, you give me compassion
You make me sad.
I know you take advantage of my absence
To talk to her about moons
And a thousand beautiful things.
I know that your hand in hers
Is not that of friends of years
You caress and squeeze.
I know that it's on purpose
That in the bar and at the table
You find yourself by her side.
You, my friend, you poor devil
You. My friend, you poor devil
It's clear that you don't know her
Your time is wasted
For she already knows who you are
And you're not her type.
You, my friend, you poor devil
You, my friend, you poor devil
Don't forget that I'm an old dog
That when you go I have already returned
You make me sad, you give me compassion
You make me sad