Colocado Voy

I'm walking and I'm thinking,
That when I arrive, it's waiting for me
In a room, a stereo recorder.

Every night when I turn it on
With the volume, I start feeling
That my head is a big fan.

I'm placed, I'm placed,
Placed by the rock'n'roll.

I hope to see you on the road,
All in black in the Torino
And that you take me
Even if you don't know who I am.

Tonight when you turn it on
With the oil spinning around
I'm going to take you to listen to some blues.

I'm placed, I'm placed
Placed by the rock'n'roll.