Juan Carlos Baglietto — Dios Y El Diablo En El Taller song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Dios Y El Diablo En El Taller" by Juan Carlos Baglietto.
Lyrics
Dios y el diablo van susurrando cosas a mi espalda
La virgen en camisón se pasea y del lado de la fábrica suena un motor
Sus bicicletas húmedas descansan en el pasillo
El invierno vino colorado pero esta vez no hay vino
Para los dos
Son dos desocupados mas
Lo justo se hizo moda
Y el verso casi un verso de verdad
Y el trabajo una zona que no está
Rai-ra rai-ri rei-ra
Aburridos jugadores con los naipes marcados
Siempre en el siete
La radio que habla sola
Y que trasmite el empate de Ferro y de Platense
Cero a cero
Se prohibe hablar del mundo en esas salas
Dios y el Diablo van remendando madrugadas
Y no entiendo nada
La virgen como mujer los engaña, los consuela
Y les dice que a la vuelta siempre hay que pagar
Muchachos, hay que comer
Salgan para el taller
El diablo que se aburre, que hace sebo
Que va al baño y fuma un caño
Dios, buen operario, cuida el puesto
Y entre dientes silba un tango
Que habla de
«Vamos donde hay sol»
El Diablo que conoce mil lugares
Donde hay minas
Y algo como amor
Dios dice «Hay que aguantar»
Ami con la hora extra
Ya me alcanza para hacerme
Un viaje a pie a Lujan
Y cerca de las seis
El pito que resuena en el tinglado
Entristece mucho mas
La virgen …
Lyrics translation
God and the devil are whispering things behind my back
The Virgin in nightgown walks around and a motor sounds from the side of the factory
Your wet bikes rest in the hallway
Winter came colorado but this time there is no wine
For both of us
They're two more unemployed
Just became fashionable
And the verse almost a true verse
And work an area that is not
Rai-Rai rai-ri rei-ra
Boring players with marked cards
Always on the seven
The radio that speaks alone
And that transmits the tie of Ferro and Platense
Zero to zero
It is forbidden to talk about the world in these rooms
God and The Devil are mending at dawn
And I don't understand anything
The Virgin as a woman deceives them, comforts them
And he tells them that on the way back you always have to pay
Guys, we gotta eat.
Go out for the workshop
The devil who gets bored, who makes tallow
Who goes to the bathroom and smokes a pipe
God, good worker, take care of the post
And between his teeth whistles a tango
That speaks of
"Let's go where the sun is»
The devil who knows a thousand places
Where there are mines
And something like love
God says " you have to endure»
Ami with overtime
It's enough to make me
A walking trip to Lujan
And around six
The cock that resonates in the tinglado
It saddens much more
Virgin …