Que Traignan La Salsa - Sergent Garcia

Con este tumbao tan rico los locos del barrio llegaron a cien por hora

con este tumbao tan rico, cuando llega el sargento la gente se vuelve loca

Como es posible que con tantas cosas

unos se queden fuera chupandose las suelas

nos dicen que esta poco hecha, nos dicen que fue mala la cosecha

ya no soy ningun nio, dime la verdad!

no voy a seguir viviendo en la oscuridad

nos dicen delincuentes, nos llaman ingratos

pero no oyen como soplan los vientos

huele a quemao, te lo digo yo si no traen esa salsa tierra va’temblar

huele a quemao, te lo digo yo, ya nadie aguanta esa matematica loca

unos con todo el pastel y otros con dolor de barriga mama.

sacala!

sacala!

o la calle va a reventar

Que traigan la salsa, que la traigan ya!

es hora ya!

la gente pide y no le dan, ni con la cuchara

Que traigan la salsa, que la traigan ya!

es hora ya!

si no se reparte esa comida el barrio no lo perdonanara.

Ha venido la gente del barrio, corrio la voz, no hay lio,

yo se que esta noche habra mucho calor, si seor!

sudor y calor.

Hay que ver esa llama que arde en los ojos

de aquella muchacha que pasa no muy lejos

amarillo, hoy el dia es amarillo Ochun se esta baando en el rio.

Por que no dejan que pase la gente?

por que?

pues el arroz esta caliente

tanto ritmo y no poder bailar, tanta comida y no poderla tocar

e’to 'ta claro no se pue' aguantar, luna 'ta llena tierra va' tembla'

Que traigan la salsa, que la traigan ya!

es hora ya!

la gente pide y no le dan, ni con la cuchara

Que traigan la salsa, que la traigan ya!

es hora ya!

si no se reparte esa comida el barrio no lo perdonanara.

Nos dicen que la salsa esta sosa pero asi nos gusta con poca sal y con pimienta

Nos dicen que la salsa esta sosa pero sabemos que esa no es la verdad

With this delicious tumbao the crazy people of the neighborhood reached a hundred per hour

With this delicious tumbao, when the sergeant arrives, people go crazy

How is it possible that with so many things

some stay outside sucking their soles

they tell us that it is underdone, they tell us that the harvest was bad

I am no longer a child, tell me the truth!

I will not continue living in the dark

they call us criminals, they call us ungrateful

but they don't hear how the winds blow

it smells like burning, I'm telling you, if they don't bring that sauce, earth will tremble

it smells like burning, I'm telling you, no one can stand that crazy math anymore

some with all the cake and others with a bellyache mama.

take it out!

take it out!

or the street is going to burst

Bring the sauce, bring it now!

it's time now!

people ask and they don't give it, not even with a spoon

Bring the sauce, bring it now!

it's time now!

If that food is not distributed, the neighborhood will not forgive him.

People from the neighborhood have come, the word spread, there is no mess,

I know it will be very hot tonight, yes sir!

sweat and heat.

You have to see that flame that burns in the eyes

of that girl who passes not far away

yellow, today is yellow Ochun is bathing in the river.

Why don't they let people pass?

why?

well the rice is hot

so much rhythm and not being able to dance, so much food and not being able to touch it

It's so clear I can't stand it, the moon is full, the earth is trembling

Bring the sauce, bring it now!

it's time now!

people ask and they don't give it, not even with a spoon

Bring the sauce, bring it now!

it's time now!

If that food is not distributed, the neighborhood will not forgive him.

They tell us that the sauce is bland but we like it that way with little salt and pepper

They tell us that the sauce is bland but we know that this is not the truth