Текст и перевод песни "El Negrito" Osorio - Locos por Jesuscristo

Locos por Jesuscristo

Ay... cuando digo que Cristo viene
Dicen que estoy loco
Que agarre los potes

Que ando mal del "coco"
Ya ese lo perdimos
Ya no es de nosotros
Y si digo que Él está vivo
Lo movió la luna
Ya dice locura
No está coordinado
Búsquenle un psiquiatra
Que esta alucinando

Y ojala todos estuvieran locos como Yo...
Este mundo sería otra cosa en las manos de Dios
Ojala que a todos se les metiera la loquera
Y agarra una Biblia pa' predicá las buenas nuevas

Yo no he visto un loco que tenga este gozo
Que viva sabroso, así como nosotros (bis)
Cuando digo que Cristo viene
Dicen que estoy loco
Que agarre los potes
Que ando mal del "coco"

Ay... si les digo que voy pá el cielo
Les parece raro
Dicen que el cerebro ya me lo lavaron
Que ese cuento es viejo,
Porque no he viajado
Yo digo que el mal le obedece
Ahora si está listo
A ese pobre hombre le falta un tornillo
Vive de ilusiones
Puro fanatismo

Y ojala todos estuvieran locos como Yo...
Este mundo sería otra cosa en las manos de Dios
Ojala que a todos se les metiera la loquera
Y agarra una Biblia pa' predicá las buenas nuevas

Yo no he visto un loco que tenga este gozo
Que viva sabroso, así como nosotros (bis)

Crazy for Jesus Christ

Oh... when I say that Christ is coming
They say I'm crazy
To take my pills

That I'm out of my "head"
We've already lost it
It's no longer ours
And if I say that He is alive
The moon moved it
Now it says madness
He's not coordinated
Find him a psychiatrist
He's hallucinating

And I wish everyone was as crazy as me...
This world would be something else in God's hands
I wish everyone would get crazy
And grab a Bible to preach the good news

I've never seen a madman who had this joy
Who lived so deliciously, like us (repeat)
When I say that Christ is coming
They say that I'm crazy
To take my pills
That I'm out of my "head"

Oh... if I tell them I'm going to heaven
It seems strange to them
They say my brain has been washed
That that story is old,
Because I haven't traveled
I say that evil obeys him
Now you're ready
That poor man is missing a screw
He lives on illusions
Pure fanaticism

And I wish everyone was as crazy as me...
This world would be something else in God's hands
I wish everyone would get crazy
And grab a Bible to preach the good news

I've never seen a madman who had this joy
Who lived so deliciously, like us (repeat)