Letra 'The Heart Of Saturday Night' de 'Tom Waits' traducida al español

Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
You're looking for the heart of Saturday night

And you got paid on Friday
And your pockets are jinglin'
And you see the lights
You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6
And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night

Then you comb your hair
Shave your face
Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
All the other days
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak

Stoppin' on the red
You're goin' on the green
'Cause tonight'll be like nothin'
You've ever seen
And you're barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.

Makes it kind of quiver down in the core
'Cause you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumblin'
You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night

Well you gassed her up
And you're behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrellin' down the boulevard,
You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
And the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.

Makes it kind of special down in the core
And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
It's found you stumblin'
Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
And you're stumblin'
Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night

Bueno, ella gaseados hasta
Detrás de la rueda
Con su brazo alrededor de su ser dulce
En su Oldsmobile
Barrelin 'por el bulevar
Usted está buscando el corazón de la noche del sábado

Y te pagaron el viernes
Y tus bolsillos están Jinglin '
Y usted ve las luces
Tienes la oportunidad porque eres cruisin 'todo Tinglin con un 6
Y usted está buscando el corazón de la noche del sábado

Entonces te peinas
Afeitar la cara
Tratando de borrar rastro ev'ry
Todos los demás días
En la semana que usted sabe que esto va a ser el sábado
Eres tu Reachin 'pico

Stoppin 'en la red
Usted es goin 'en el green
Porque tonight'll ser como si nada
Usted ha visto nunca
Y tú eres barrelin 'por el bulevar
Lookin 'para el corazón de la noche del sábado

Dime es el crack de los poolballs, buzzin neón?
Teléfono de ringin ', es su primo segundo
¿Es la camarera que está sonriendo desde el rabillo del ojo?
Magia de la lágrima melancolía en los ojos.

Hace que tipo de temblor en el núcleo
Porque usted es un demonio de los cuales son sábados que vinieron antes
Y ahora estás stumblin '
Eres Stum

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