Modesta Ayala

One Sunday I met Modesta
Through the bright streets of Iguala
And she told me she came to stroll
On a train from Tetecala

By the signs I'm going to give you
You should find my house
In front of a steel railing
And a sign of Modesta Ayala

How modest and lovely she is
She stole my heart
Yesterday afternoon I talked with her
And she said tomorrow I'm leaving

Another day in the morning
The train came and Modesta left
In a car, she vanished down the track
Thinking about her love, I stayed

Another day I went by land
Very early I arrived in Tetecala
The first thing I found
Was a sign of Modesta Ayala

In the door frames
There was Modesta sitting
Rancher, where are you going?
I'm the same one you saw in Iguala

She herself introduced me to her parents
With great kindness
There's a man looking for work
You say dad if you agree

I'm a poor man who comes from afar
I live wandering like a passenger
My shirt is striped
My sandals have three holes

After three days at her house
She stole my existence
My Modesta must be my wife
As long as God grants me permission