Translation of the song lyrics Dios Y El Diablo En El Taller - Lito Vitale, Juan Carlos Baglietto

Dios Y El Diablo En El Taller (original)

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 …

(translation)

God and the devil are whispering things behind my back
The virgin in a nightgown walks around and on the side of the factory an engine sounds
Her wet bikes rest in the hallway
The winter came red but this time there is no wine
For both
They are two more unemployed
Fair became fashion
And the verse almost a verse of truth
And the work an area that is not
Rai-ra rai-ri rai-ra
Bored players with marked cards
Always on the seven
The radio that speaks to itself
And that transmits the tie between Ferro and Platense
Zero to zero
It is forbidden to talk about the world in those rooms
God and the Devil are mending early mornings
And I do not understand anything
The virgin as a woman deceives them, comforts them
And she tells them that on the way back you always have to pay
guys, you have to eat
leave for the workshop
The devil who gets bored, who makes tallow
That he goes to the bathroom and smokes a pipe
God, good operator, take care of the position
And between his teeth he whistles a tango
that he talks about
"Let's go where the sun is"
The Devil who knows a thousand places
where there are mines
and something like love
God says "hold on"
ami with the extra hour
He already reaches me to make me
A walking trip to Lujan
And about six
The whistle that resounds in the shed
sadder much more
The virgin…