El Diablo Y El Ángel

There was the devil, there was the angel
And he didn't want to be caught.
He writhed, he pulled and tugged
From his imperious and sad loneliness

He didn't want to leave there,
He didn't want to be seen,
He didn't want to know
Who the sun was

Don't tell him, he doesn't listen to you
And even if he wants to, he can't see beyond.
And even if you were
Devil of the angel,
He never wanted
To be carried away...