Текст и перевод песни Willy Chirino - El Diablo Llego a Habana

El Diablo Llego a Habana

El diablo llego a la habana furioso hasta las pelotas buscando
Un alma cubana para llegar a la cuota
Pues parece que el infierno se esta quedando pequeño y para alimentar
El fuego necesita caribeños

Se puso una guayabera, prendio un puro
Satanás
Quería que todos creyeran que era un cubano más y comenzó a caminar
Con rumbo hacia el malecón
Cuando de pronto en aquella esquina algo llamo su atención.

Hey,
Era cheito el trecero
Virtuoso de su instrumento, con su traje de rumbero derrochando
Su talento
El diablo con aptitud y ganas de desafiarlo le dijo:

Yo toco mejor que tu y estoy dispuesto a probarlo si me veces
Te regalo en tres de oro macizo y diamantes
Pero si pierdes cubano con tu alma tengo bastante.

Ajajá

Cheito confiado le dijo
Mete mano lucifer
Yo voy a mi yo me arriesgo
Para ganar o para perder
Y un conjunto de demonios de pronto se apareció
Con el diablo de trecero

Escúchalo como sonó
Hey
(Que no toco bien)

Cheito lo miro fijo y le dijo
Tu si que sabes tocar pero en la casa del trompo nunca se debe bailar
Ha sere no te haga el loco yo sepa con interés
Para que aprendas un poco
Así es como se toca el tres

Oye como toca cheito el trecero músico cubano
Orgullo del fiestero
El que pone el corazón cada vez que suena un son

Toca cheito

(Yeah)

(Aaaa)
(El si que toca)

El anticristo bajo lentamente la cabeza y aceptando su derrota
Le comento con franqueza acúsame de otra cosa pero nunca de
Arrogante y le coloco en sus pies un tres de oro macizo y diamantes
No es necesario muxote

Eso no el lo que yo quiero (no)
Solo te pido que lleves contigo a otro pasajero
Hazlo con mucha acuítela y sin hacer tanto barullo

Llévate a ese sin vergüenza
Llévate al amigo tuyo a ese que nos desgobierna que no suprime
Y maltrata
Al que nos corto las alas
A esa culebra a esa rata
Y en el momento que llegue al infierno ese carbón desgraciado
Ese Día Satanás

Ese día estamos Yaoh

Oye como toca cheito el treceo músico cubano
Orgullo del fiestero
El que pone el corazón
Cada ve que suena el son

Eieieeee
(Como)

Toca cheito toca
Tu ritmo a mi me provoca
Toca cheito toca
Pero que nadie te calle la boca
Toca cheito toca
Tu música es la pura pasión
Toca cheito toca
La nueva generación del son
Toca cheito toca
Échate paca oye mi canto
Toca cheito toca
Porque esta la música que toca el llanto
Toca cheito toca
Mira que sabroso lo quiero bailar
Toca cheito toca
Cheito te va o poner a gozar

Toca cheito toca
(Como)

The Devil Came to Havana

The devil came to Havana furious as hell looking for
A Cuban soul to meet his quota
Because apparently hell is getting too small and needs Caribbean
People to feed the fire

He put on a guayabera, lit a cigar
Satan
He wanted everyone to think he was just another Cuban and started to walk
Towards the Malecón
When suddenly something caught his eye at that street corner.

Hey,
It was Cheito the tres player
Master of his instrument, in his rumbero outfit exuding
His talent
The devil with a sly and eager look said to him:

I play better than you and I'm willing to prove it if you challenge me
I'll give you a three made of solid gold and diamonds
But if you lose, Cuban, your soul will have to suffice.

Ajajá

Cheito confidently said
Bring it on, Lucifer
I'll take my chances
To win or to lose
And a group of demons suddenly appeared
With the devil as their tres player

Listen to how he played
Hey
(You can't play well)

Cheito looked at him sharply and said
You sure do know how to play but you should never dance in the House of the Twerking Man
Come on now don't play dumb I'm the one with the experience
So you can learn a thing or two
This is how you play the tres

Hey, listen to Cheito play the tres, a Cuban musician
The pride of the party
He puts his heart into every son he plays

Go on, Cheito

(Yeah)

(Aaaa)
(Now that's playing)

The antichrist lowered his head slowly and acknowledging his defeat
He said to him frankly accuse me of anything else but never of
Being arrogant and he placed at his feet a tres made of solid gold and diamonds
No need to thank me

That's not what I want (no)
I just ask you to take another passenger with you
Do it discreetly and without making a fuss

Take that shameless one
Take your friend, the one who rules over us, who suppresses us
And mistreats us
The one who cut off our wings
That snake, that rat
And when that wretched piece of coal reaches hell
That day, Satan

That day we will eat Yaoh

Hey, listen to Cheito play the tres, a Cuban musician
The pride of the party
He puts his heart into it
Every time he plays a son

Eieieeee
(How do you)

Go on, Cheito, play
Your rhythm excites me
Go on, Cheito, play
But don't let anyone silence you
Go on, Cheito, play
Your music is pure passion
Go on, Cheito, play
The new generation of son
Go on, Cheito, play
Come here and listen to my song
Go on, Cheito, play
Because this is the music that plays on tears
Go on, Cheito, play
Look how delicious it is
Go on, Cheito, play
Cheito will make you dance

Go on, Cheito, play
(How do you)