Текст и перевод песни Sam Sam - Lorenzo Quintana

Lorenzo Quintana

Quemala donde la encunetres
Y este chavo loco inconciente
La quemo y acabo con sus dias
Por andar en las calles
Encontro una tonta muerte
La quemo el tantas veces
Que en el viaje se quedo
Año del 79
En un barrio del distrito federal
Conoce a lorenzo quintana
Camellaba de mesero en un bar
Era un chavo muy vivaz
Que no le ponia a la droga
De su chamba a su hogar
Su destino iba a cambiar
De la noche a la mañana
Un vicioso se volvio
Nadie nuca supo nada
Que fue lo que lo cambio
Se junto con las bandas que hay en neza
Se junto con la policia corrupta
Se junto con los panchos y los rockers
Se junto con trasverguis y maricas
Le puso tantas veces al cemento
Que perdio la cuenta su cerebro
En las calles muriendo como un perro
Por la droga y la falta de alimento
Por andar en las calles
Encontro una tonta muerte
La quemo el tantas veces
En el viaje se quedo
Año del setenta y nueve
En un barrio del distrito federal
Conoce a lorenzo quintana
Era un chavo muy vivaz
El no le ponia a la droga
De su chamba a su hogar
Quemala... quemala... quemala...
Por andar en las calles encontro
Una tonta muerte
La quemo el tantas veces
Que en el viaje se quedo
Sus padres estan llorando
No se explican que paso
De la noche a la mañana
Lorenzo desaparecio
Quemala

Lorenzo Quintana

Burn it wherever you find it
And this crazy, unaware guy
I'll burn it and end his days
Wandering the streets
He met a stupid death
I burned him so many times
That he stayed on the journey
In 1979
In a neighborhood in the Federal District
Meet Lorenzo Quintana
He worked as a waiter in a bar
He was a very lively guy
Who didn't mess with drugs
From his job to his home
His destiny was going to change
From one night to the next
He became an addict
No one ever knew
What changed him
He joined the gangs in Neza
He joined the corrupt police
He joined the panchos and the rockers
He joined the cross-dressers and the faggots
He snorted so much cocaine
That his brain lost count
Dying in the streets like a dog
From drugs and lack of food
Wandering the streets
He met a stupid death
I burned him so many times
That he stayed on the journey
In 1979
In a neighborhood in the Federal District
Meet Lorenzo Quintana
He was a very lively guy
He didn't mess with drugs
From his job to his home
Burn it... burn it... burn it...
Wandering the streets he found
A stupid death
I burned him so many times
That he stayed on the journey
His parents are crying
They can't explain what happened
From one night to the next
Lorenzo disappeared
Burn it