Letra 'Waiting For The Man' de 'Velvet Underground' traducida al español

Iand'm waiting for my man
twenty-six dollars in my hand
up to lexington, 125
feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
iand'm waiting for my man
hey, white boy, what you doinand' uptown?
hey, white boy, you chasinand' our women around?
oh pardon me sir, itand's the furthest from my mind
iand'm just lookinand' for a dear, dear friend of mine
iand'm waiting for my man
here he comes, heand's all dressed in black
beat up shoes and a big straw hat
heand's never early, heand's always late
first thing you learn is you always gotta wait iand'm waiting for my man
up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs
everybodyand's pinned you, but nobody cares
heand's got the works, gives you sweet taste
ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
iand'm waiting for my man
baby donand't you holler, darlinand' donand't you bawl and shout
iand'm feeling good, you know iand'm gonna work it on out
iand'm feeling good, iand'm feeling oh so fine
until tomorrow, but thatand's just some other time
iand'm waiting for my man