Текст и перевод песни Sergent Garcia - Salsamania

Salsamania

Todos los domingos yo enchufo la radio,
A los cinco de la tarde,
Que es la hora la m? s ch? vere,
Pase lo que pase, no lo pierdo nunca,
Ese programa se llama salsaman? a,
M? sica latina durante tres horas,
Empuja los muebles y preparat? a bailar,
Ll? male a tu mam? y a tu pap? y a tu t? a,
Que ya est? mos todos atentos con los amigos,
S? bele el volumen que ya empieza la fiesta.

As? se baila en las tardes domingueras,
As? se goza en las noches parisinas,
Todos al escucha de salsaman? a,
Bailando como locos, todos los domingos.
A m? me gusta la salsa calentita,
Yo me lo paso bien el domingo a la tarde,
Y de paso les doy un saludito a mi gente.

Ya esta hay el loco detr? s del micr? fono,
Pinchando los discos para todo el mundo.

M? sica del Caribe, de Colombia, Venezuela.
Sin olvidar a Ju? n Martinez y las sonaras cubanas.
Tel? fono caliente, puedes saludar a tu gente,
Dedicatorias a las chicas las m? s guapas,
Patchanga, merenguito, son, mambo y guaguanc?.
? Ay!? Que locura! Que m? siac m? s buena.
? Pero, hombre que haces t? todav? a en la calle?
? Es que no sabes t? que son las cinco de la tarde?
Ya se que el sol calienta, y tienes mucha pereza.
Pero m? s sol te vas a encontrar en la salsaman? a.

? Vete pa'tu casa que tu novia quiere bailar!
No te lo pierdas, te lo dice el Sargento,
Desde mi barrio controlando micr? fono.

Salsa picame, as?, as?, Salsa picame, as?, as?, Salsa picame, as?, as?...

Salsa Addiction

Every Sunday, I tune in to the radio,
At five in the afternoon,
The coolest hour,
Whatever happens, I never miss it,
The program is called Salsa Addiction,
Latin music for three hours,
Move the furniture and get ready to dance,
Call your mom and dad and your aunt,
Let's all gather with friends,
Turn up the volume, the party's about to start.

This is how we dance on Sunday afternoons,
This is how we enjoy the Parisian nights,
All listening to Salsa Addiction,
Dancing like crazy, every Sunday.
I like my salsa hot,
I have a great time on Sunday afternoons,
And I send a shoutout to my people.

Here comes the crazy guy behind the microphone,
Playing records for the whole world.

Music from the Caribbean, from Colombia, Venezuela.
Not forgetting Juan Martinez and the Cuban soneras.
Call in, you can greet your loved ones,
Dedications to the most beautiful girls,
Patchanga, merengue, son, mambo and guaguanco.
Oh! How crazy! What a good mood.
But, baby, what are you still doing on the street?
Don't you know it's five in the afternoon?
I know it's sunny and you're feeling lazy.
But you'll find even more sun in Salsa Addiction.

Get home, your girlfriend wants to dance!
Don't miss it, the Sergeant tells you,
From my neighborhood, controlling the microphone.

Salsa spice me up, like that, Salsa spice me up, like that, Salsa spice me up, like that...