El Bordo — Te Devoran song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Te Devoran" by El Bordo.
Lyrics
Quién te dice que esta vida no sabe de victorias?
Te venden una historia a un precio singular
Te rompen a pedazos y le dicen trabajo
Que dichoso es el mundo que toca para andar!
Y vos andas despacio, mas no pedís permiso
Chocando de costado sin lograr avanzar
Pero cuando ya es tarde, salís engominado
Que linda es la Argentina que toca trasnochar!
Y te devoran con apetito insaciable
Pero a la noche vos lo sacas a bailar
Dame la mano, perdete entre la gente
Que hoy gana el que en el mundo la puede disfrutar.
Pero sabes que no hay otra salida
O la vivís, o te viven a vos
No te preocupes y tomate una copa
Si igual no queda otra que no aflojar jamás.
Si soy feliz ahora que vivo a mi manera
Lamento la desgracia de quien asíno está
Sea por tener muy poco, cariño o efectivo
Yo séque no son muchos los que eligen su verdad.
Y lloran los mandingas que no escuchan el grito
Y llora el tanguito que se perdióen el rock
Que no somos dos extraños ni somos tan distintos
Estamos en el medio buscando algún lugar.
Lyrics translation
Who tells you this life doesn't know about victories?
They sell you a story at a unique price
They break you to pieces and call you work
How blessed is the world that touches to walk!
And you walk slowly, but you don't ask permission
Crashing sideways without making progress
But when it's late, you go out engulfed
How beautiful is the Argentina that plays trasnochar!
And they devour you with an insatiable appetite
But at night you take him out to dance
Give me your hand, get lost among the people
That today wins the one who in the world can enjoy it.
But you know there's no other way out
Either you live it, or they live you
Don't worry and have a drink
If anything, there's nothing left but never to loosen.
If I'm happy now that I live my way
I'm sorry for the misfortune of whose ass is
Be it because you have very little, affection or cash
I know there aren't many who choose their truth.
And the mandingas cry that don't hear the cry
And weeps the tanguito that was lost in the rock
That we are not two strangers nor are we so different
We're in the middle of looking for somewhere.