México Querido

In the library of my heart
I’ve written many books
That mostly revolve around you
And many are based on desire

Criminal after criminal, you take them out
You let others live life
In a wild and typical way
Celebration, parties so vivid

I’m privileged, can’t see anything bad in you
Even when ecosystems intimidate us, yeah, you feel me right?
Those Mexicans in the United States, yeah, you feel me right?
The imposing mountains, yet shy at the same time

Agriculture, culture, and tourist spots
A big exporter of lyrics
Not everyone can handle the spice
And your heat with your fruits, earthquakes, and women

Let’s not forget about the agave
The peyote, the nopales, and the flour
Let’s not forget about the agave
The peyote, the nopales, and the flour

Dear Mexico (Mexico)
In your land, I’ve been hurt
I live and die for you
Oh, my dear Mexico (Mexico)
Dear Mexico

Not just God, you also spit out the lukewarm
Like you do with the timid
You made me violent and more rigid
Cold in love, that’s already intimate

Let’s not forget about the agave
The peyote and the flour
Let’s not forget about the agave
The peyote, the nopales, and the flour

Dear Mexico
In your land, I’ve been hurt
I live and die for you
Oh, my dear Mexico

Dear Mexico
In your land, I’ve been hurt
I live and die for you
Oh, my dear Mexico
Dear Mexico