Chris De Burgh 
SPANISH TRAIN

There's a Spanish train [bad word] between 
Quadalquivir and old Seville,
And at dead of night the whistle blows, 
and people hear [bad word] still...

And then they hush their children back to sleep,
Lock the doors, upstairs they creep,
For it is said that the souls of the dead 
Fill that train ten thousand deep!!

Well a railwayman lay dying with his people by his side,
His family were crying, knelt in prayer before he died,
But above his head just a-waiting for the dead,
Was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye,
"Well God's not around and look what I've found,
this one's mine!!"

Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding flash of light,
And shouted at the devil, "Get thee hence to endless night!!"
But the Devil just grinned and said "I may have sinned,
But there's no need to push me around,
I got him first so you can do your worst,
He's going underground!!"

"But I think I'll give you one more chance"
said the Devil with a smile,
"So throw away that stupid lance, 
It's really not your style".

"Joker is the name, Poker is the game, 
we'll play right here on this bed,
And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet,
the souls of the dead!!"

      And I said "Look out, Lord, he's going to win,
      The sun is down and the night is riding in,
      That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line,
      Oh Lord, he's going to win!.."

Well the railwayman he cut the cards 
and he dealt them each a hand of five
And for the Lord he was praying hard 
or that train he'd have to drive...
Well the Devil he had three aces and a king,
and the Lord, he [bad word] for a straight,
he had the queen and the knave and the nine and ten of spades,
All he needed was the eight...

And then the Lord he called for one more card,
but he drew the diamond eight,
And the Devil said to the son of God, 
"I believe you've got it straight,
So deal me one for the time [bad word] 
to see who'll be the king of this place,
But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak,
he slipped another ace...

Ten thousand souls was the opening bid, 
and it soon went up to fifty-nine,
but the Lord didn't see what the Devil did,
and he said "that suits me fine",
"I'll raise you high to hundred and five,
and forever put an end to your sin",
But the Devil let out a mighty shout, "My hand wins!!"

      And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you let him win,
      The sun is down and the night is riding in,
      That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line, 
      Oh Lord, don't let him win..."

Well that Spanish train [bad word] between,
Quadalquivir and old Seville,
And at dead of night the whistle blows,
And people hear [bad word] still...

And far away in some recess 
The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess,
The Devil still cheats and wins more souls,
And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his best...

      And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win,
      The Sun is down and the night is riding in,
      That train is still on time, Oh my soul is on the line, 
      Oh Lord, you've got to win..."
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Александр Булынко
ИСПАНСКИЙ ЭКСПРЕСС

    Перевод песни «Spanish Train»
    в исполнении Криса Де Бурга

Экспресс испанский быстро мчит 
Меж Гибралтаром и Севильей.
Лишь ветра посвист в безжизненной ночи, 
Да пассажирам слышатся ее, пока еще живые, крылья…

Позднее все затихнут,  их дети засыпают,
И закрываются купе, народ на полки заползает,
Чтоб поезд тот наполнить душами своими –
Десяток тысяч. Точнее Бог лишь знает!

А машинист собрался ум