Paroles et traduction Simpson Ahuevo - Casino del Diablo

Casino del Diablo

Ruuumba!
Las morras en la disco quieren todas con él
Se escucha en voz baja ¿será hijo de quién?
Su porte elegante es envidiado por aquel
Que con ojos de miel lo ven
Las morras en la disco quieren todas con él
Se escucha en voz baja ¿será hijo de quién?
Su porte elegante es envidiado por aquel
Que con ojos de miel lo ven
Ruuumba!
Linda parecía esa noche
Linda insistía ir al baile y se esapó a la media noche
Su madre estaba en cama muy enferma
Y no tenía permiso tenía que cuidarla a ella.
Linda y sus amigos llegaron al baile
Lucían como nadie sus vestidos y sus trajes
Entraron muy contentos
Sobraban los asientos
Y esque tocaría la banda que era del momento
La noche ahí corría
La juventud llegaba
La morras se rodeaban de una forma especial
Duraban días
En busca de un vestido
Tardaban unas horas para verse fenomenal
En la espera de algun hombre que las sacaran a bailar
La mayoría de ellas llegaban a pensar
Que el amor de su vida esa noche iban a encontrar.
Linda era joven y soltera
Pero bien difícil para que baile con cualquiera
Se convirtío en la más bonita de la noche entera
Le llegaban
Se iban
La chuleaban
La veían
Tenía varias propuestas
De pronto en un momento él llega.
(Ruumba!)
Las morras en la disco quieren todas con él
Se escucha en voz baja ¿será hijo de quién?
Su porte elegante es envidiado por aquel
Que con ojos de miel lo ven.
Las morras en la disco quieren todas con él
Se escucha en voz baja ¿será hijo de quién?
Su porte elegante es envidiado por aquel
Que con ojos de miel lo ven.
Ruumba!
Entre la multitud sale un ojo con actitud
Cabello negro ojos grandes para ser exacto
Invita a Linda a la pista sin pensar lo acepta el trato
Rapidamente ella le dice "te estaba esperando"
A la media noche mientras estaban bailando
Se sentía mucho calor
Se sentía que le quemaban la espalda
Luego surge un fuerte holor
Era azufre comenzaba el terror
Unas patas de gallo delgada le salian del pantalon
Linda se desmayo de la impresión
Comenzo a salir humo y el casino se quemó.
Ruumba!
Las morras en la disco quieren todas con él
Se escucha en voz baja ¿será hijo de quién?
Su porte elegante es envidiado por aquel
Que con ojos de miel lo ven.

The Devil's Casino

Rumba!
The chicks at the disco all want to be with him
Whispering, "Whose son could he be?"
His elegant bearing is the envy of all
Who gaze at him with eyes of honey
The chicks at the disco all want to be with him
Whispering, "Whose son could he be?"
His elegant bearing is the envy of all
Who gaze at him with eyes of honey
Rumba!
Linda looked beautiful that night
Linda insisted on going to the dance and snuck out at midnight
Her mother was very sick in bed
And she had no permission to go out and had to take care of her
Linda and her friends arrived at the dance
They looked like nobody else in their dresses and suits
They entered very happy
There were plenty of seats
And the band that was playing was the hottest at the moment
The night went by quickly
The young people were arriving
The girls surrounded them in a very special way
They spent days
Looking for a dress
They spent hours to look phenomenal
Waiting for some man to ask them to dance
Most of them came to think
That they were going to find the love of their life that night
Linda was young and single
But it was very difficult for her to dance with just anyone
She became the most beautiful of the whole night
They came
They went
They flirted with her
They watched her
She had several proposals
Suddenly, he arrives
(Rumba!)
The chicks at the disco all want to be with him
Whispering, "Whose son could he be?"
His elegant bearing is the envy of all
Who gaze at him with eyes of honey
The chicks at the disco all want to be with him
Whispering, "Whose son could he be?"
His elegant bearing is the envy of all
Who gaze at him with eyes of honey
Rumba!
In the crowd, an eye with attitude appears
Dark hair, big eyes, to be exact
He asks Linda to dance without thinking, she accepts
She quickly tells him, "I was waiting for you."
Around midnight, while they were dancing
It felt very hot
It felt like her back was burning
Then a strong smell emerged
It was sulfur, the terror began
Rooster feet emerged from his pants
Linda fainted from the shock
Smoke began to pour out and the casino burned down
Rumba!
The chicks at the disco all want to be with him
Whispering, "Whose son could he be?"
His elegant bearing is the envy of all
Who gaze at him with eyes of honey