Lyrics of La Turba (Night Rally) - Elvis Costello, The Attractions, Jorge Drexler

La Turba (Night Rally) (original)

No llames por refuerzos, que la línea está intervenida
Y en el cielo resplandece el logo de la compañía
Tu nombre está en su libro, te irán a buscar
Sé lo que ellos hacen, pero no quiero mirar
Pensás que son payasos con su idea absurda
Pero cuando querés ver, ya vas en
La turba, la turba, la turba
Todo el mundo canta con la mano en el pecho
A los héroes de una oscura lucha
Con esa melodía que te haría ntrar
Cantando en la ducha
Oh, yo sé que soy ingrato
Tengo comida n el plato
Y no compro mi ración de souvenirs
Griten cuánto tengan ganas
Pero abran la ventana
Y dejen a ese pájaro salir
Gafas de 3D, gorra y brazalete
Salen por las noches y comparan sus juguetes
Pensás que son payasos con su idea absurda
Pero cuando querés ver, ya vas en
La turba, la turba, la turba
La turba, la turba, la turba
La turba, la turba, la turba
La turba, la turba, la turba
La turba, la turba, la turba
La turba, la turba, la turba
La turba, la turba

(translation)

Do not call for reinforcements, the line is tapped
And the company logo shines in the sky
Your name is in their book, they will come looking for you
I know what they do, but I don't want to watch
You think they are clowns with their absurd idea
But when you want to see, you already go in
The peat, the peat, the peat
Everybody sings with their hand on their chest
To the heroes of a dark fight
With that melody that would make you enter
Singing in the shower
Oh I know I'm ungrateful
I have food on the plate
And I don't buy my share of souvenirs
Shout how much you want
but open the window
And let that bird out
3D glasses, hat and armband
They go out at night and compare their toys
You think they are clowns with their absurd idea
But when you want to see, you already go in
The peat, the peat, the peat
The peat, the peat, the peat
The peat, the peat, the peat
The peat, the peat, the peat
The peat, the peat, the peat
The peat, the peat, the peat
The peat, the peat