There, in that corner of the world
Where the maquiladora* does not sleep
From a wasteland
The son of the sun was born
Whom the curandera wrapped**
With cloths and herbs she rubbed
the skin of that mulatto child
Skin which sprung feathers
Oh! What wonder is this!
What FTA caused***
From an imaginary line
From sifted chivi+
A moon eyed child
Sang words of flower
“This material world
Is just fleeting”
Corn flower
The sky is watching over you
Plain of fire
The earth which gave birth to you
Spirit of the earth
Spirit of the sea
Spirit of luck
Meant to wander
Corn flower
The sky is watching over you
Plain of fire
The earth which gave birth to you
Spirit of the earth
Spirit of the sea
Spirit of luck
Meant to wander