My mother entrusted me to the Virgin of Guadalupe
I took my guitar, my things and headed north
I crossed the Guatemalan customs with more fear than desire
In between picking up the muses that they left lying around
Chava Flores, Jose Alfredo and Agustin Lara himself
And with the remains I formed a Who Would Say
And for the first time, and I was alone
With a Jesus Verb Not a Noun in the throat
I was in Mexico, penniless
I felt like a successful man
Mexico, uoh, Mexico, ouh
Destiny painted my path
What me brought me here
I don't know if it was the tequilas but I talked to Negrete
That night at Tenampa that ended the next day
And in Division Del Norte I took a taxi
Which later was song
He was so desperate waiting for his turn
With a string of songs the Nocturnal Animal
And fear turned into respect
For singing to them here in the same land
Of Manzanero, Beltran and Pedro Vargas
I was in Mexico, penniless
I felt like a successful man
Mexico, uoh, Mexico, ouh
Destiny painted my path
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Walking along the Alameda, an old woman was talking to me
Pedro Infante is alive, he spends every morning
And here, what I know love never dies
Mexico
Without a penny I felt like a successful man

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