Vino La Reforma

Reform came, reform came,
reform came to Peralvillo;
now, the Hills, we're already neighbors,
you'll know, jerk, what a bolillo is!

Reform came, reform came,
the Little Horse is already trotting around here;
hopefully reform reaches the cornfields,
so there's a way to plant corn.
Here, if you don't march, it's because you're not in line,
because there's reform here for the whole country.

Columbus said 'I, Columbus already...
I've discovered that Tepito has good lungs'.
Cuauhtémoc was... how badly he fared!
They even shot his spear... Listen up!
It's not Angel, it's Angela...
the one who wants to establish herself here at customs.
And if Diana comes, she has clothes here
so she doesn't feel embarrassed to live from scratch.
If Bolívar forms... Bring more reform!,
because there's reform here for the whole country.

Reform came, reform came,
reform came to Peralvillo...
Now the cured drink is served cold,
the High-ball is sold at the kiosk.

Reform came, reform came,
the Hills will know about the tacos:
from cheek and lung so there's friction,
so the high-class folks know how to live.
Here there are no gladiolas, crowns or roses,
just fat guts sent by the PRI.