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Poor Devil

Enmanuel

Pobre Diablo

Se, que aprovechas mi ausencia para dar con
Con la forma de encontrarte con ella
Se, que al volver yo la espalda las miras con
Ganas y deseos de tenerla
Se, si no estoy que la llamas y la brumas y
La engañas como zorro a su presa

Tú, amigo tú, pobre diablo
Se nota que no la conoces lo tuyo es un tiempo
Perdido, pues ella ya sabe quien eres y no eres su tipo
Tú, amigo tú, pobre diablo
No olvides que soy perro viejo
Que cuando tú vas yo ya he vuelto
Me causas tristeza, me das compasión, me das pena

Se, que aprovechas mi ausencia para
Hablarle de lunas y de mil cosas bellas
Se, que tu mano en su mano no es
De amigos de años tú acaricias y aprietas
Se, que sabre de lo tuyo que en el bar
Y en la mesa a su lado te encuentras

Tú, amigo tú, pobre diablo
Se nota que no la conoces lo tuyo es un tiempo
Perdido, pues ella ya sabe quien eres y no eres su tipo
Tú, amigo tú, pobre diablo
No olvides que soy perro viejo
Que cuando tú vas yo ya he vuelto
Me causas tristeza, me das compasión, me das pena

Poor Devil

Yeah, I know you take advantage of my absence to get
To find a way to be with her
Yeah, I know that when I turn my back, you look at her with
Desire and longing to have her
Yeah, I know that when I'm not around, you call her and
You deceive her like a fox with its prey

You, my friend, you, poor devil
It's clear you don't know her; your time is wasted
'Cause she already knows who you are, and you're not her type
You, my friend, you, poor devil
Don't forget I'm an old dog
When you leave, I've already come back
You make me sad, you make me feel pity, you make me feel sorry

Yeah, I know you take advantage of my absence to
Talk to her about moons and a thousand beautiful things
Yeah, I know your hand in hers isn't
Just old friends; you caress and squeeze
Yeah, I know about your little game at the bar
And at the table, you find yourself by her side

You, my friend, you, poor devil
It's clear you don't know her; your time is wasted
'Cause she already knows who you are, and you're not her type
You, my friend, you, poor devil
Don't forget I'm an old dog
When you leave, I've already come back
You make me sad, you make me feel pity, you make me feel sorry