The red sun lies on the sky,
As dangerous as azteks gold
The shadows of the conquistadors
The knights have lost themselves and they have no rest
Up in the Sierra Madre
You can hear the dull drumming sounds
Even when the old gods are silent
Since ancient times are they here at home
You foreign country pay no price for Your secret.
You proud country, made from love, blood and tears.
You were conquered a thousand times
And still in the end you won.
And all that were writing your destiny
Came to you and stayed,
Because they loved You.
Mexico, Mexico-
The Mariacchi are singing the old song
and give Tequila
so that no one will stay sad and everyone will sing.
Mexico, Mexico-
There where the flower longing blossoms
And where the hot wind the freedom sings in Mexico.
And evenings in the Avenidas,
There meet hand and there meet rich
The land awakes from the Siesta
The euphoria of a fiesta makes all equal.
You beautiful country, full with passion and honesty.
You hot country, where the dreams burn to easy.
Mexico, Mexico-
The Mariacchi are singing the old song
and give Tequila
so that no one will stay sad and everyone will sing.
Mexico, Mexico-
There where the flower longing blossoms
And where the hot wind the freedom sings in Mexico.
Long live Mexico-Mexico,Mexico
Long live Mexico-Mexico, Mexico
Long live