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POBRE DIABLA Lyrics In English Translation – Ovy On The Drums

POBRE DIABLA Lyrics English Translation

Yeah-eh-eh
Yeah-eh-eh
Oh-woh-oh
Oh-woh-oh

Another drink to forget you
I spend the time remembering you, I go to the disco to think about you
I’d give anything to touch your skin and kiss you on your lips
I curse the hour, the day and the moment that I wanted to conquer you
I had to ask the bartender for another drink to forget you
I spend the time remembering you, I go to the disco to think about you
I’d give anything to touch your skin and kiss you on your lips
I curse the hour, the day and the moment that I wanted to conquer you
It comes out all over me

Poor devil
It looks like an angel fallen from heaven
I want you back if I’m honest
Because of you I’m emptying the cups and overflowing the ashtray
Poor devil (Devil)
It looks like an angel fallen from heaven
I want you back if I’m honest
Because of you I’m emptying the cups and overflowing the ashtray, woh-oh-oh

I would give even what I don’t have to make love to you
When I threw her, she confessed that with her mind she called, yeah
She raided my heart
She rolled it up and then burned it
Speak clearly and don’t say no
You must feel what I felt
The friend wanted it, she got it
In the dark she cornered
Nobody asked them for their opinion.
But they’re talking about how bad you left me
It makes you defenseless, but you played with me

Another Phillie to forget you, pass me the lighter
When I don’t have you, I get hyper
My intention is not going to be to bother you
In the position that I can’ I’m going to give you
Now I hang out until Mars’
I’m making the plan to steal you
You haven’t spoken to me in a while, but in my mouth I’m going to greet you

Poor devil
It looks like an angel fallen from heaven
I want you back if I’m honest
Because of you I’m emptying the cups and overflowing the ashtray
Poor devil (Devil)
It looks like an angel fallen from heaven
I want you back if I’m honest
Because of you I’m emptying the cups and overflowing the ashtray

O-O-Ovy On The Drums
Fallen from the sky
If I’m honest
Overflowing the ashtray

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