Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Por Culpa Del Diablo, artist - Los Nocheros. Album song Nocheros, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Record label: EMI Odeon SAIC
Song language: Spanish
Por Culpa Del Diablo(original) |
Que pasará |
No escuchó cantar |
Ni los grillos al atardecer |
Callados los bagualeros |
Tal vez queriendo, tal vez sin querer |
Ni el viento salamanquero |
Sopló para no dejarse ver |
Sin carnaval |
Seguro han de ver |
Calaveras llorando de amor |
La pena de andar solitos |
Ahogando el grito en algun rincón |
Sin lunas que los apañen |
Ni fuego ardiendo en el socavón |
Que macana con el carnaval |
No quiere ni oir su opinión |
Mandinga robó la albahaca |
Y a cambio quiere entregarle una flor |
Por culpa del mismo diablo |
Sin carnaval he quedado yo |
No encontrarás |
Un alma sin paz |
Donde pueda su cola meter |
Desangra su poderío |
No encuentra vino para ofrecer |
La noche le hace la contra |
Apuradita para amanecer |
El carnaval |
No va a perdonar |
Al que vino a robarle su amor |
Secretos de algún febrero |
Me han confesado que fue por error |
Que el diablo anda arrepentido |
Y de rodillas pidiendo perdón |
(translation) |
What will happen |
She did not hear singing |
Not even the crickets at sunset |
The bagualeros are silent |
Maybe wanting, maybe unintentionally |
Not even the salamanquero wind |
She blew so as not to be seen |
no carnival |
Sure they have to see |
skulls crying with love |
The pain of walking alone |
drowning out the scream in some corner |
No moons to cover them |
Nor fire burning in the sinkhole |
What a club with the carnival |
She doesn't even want to hear your opinion |
Mandinka stole the basil |
And in return she wants to give him a flower |
because of the devil himself |
Without carnival I have been left |
you will not find |
a soul without peace |
Where can his tail stick |
bleed your might |
Can't find wine to offer |
The night does the opposite |
hurry to dawn |
The carnival |
will not forgive |
The one who came to steal his love |
Secrets of some February |
They have confessed to me that it was by mistake |
that the devil is repentant |
And on my knees asking for forgiveness |