Coyoacan

On the paved streets

My heart beats

Amongst pastel houses

And purple bougainvilliers

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My inspiration finds its happiness

Erring Mexico´s randomness

Another shot of Mezcal

And my horse leaves the corral

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My words gallop through Coyoacan

While my body flies as it can

I think of Diego and Frida

When I empty my Tequila

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And leave the Mariachis

Sing why my heart lives

Will Mexico be so sweet

To let me under her sheet

5-10-09