El Huichol

September of seventy-eight
I took a train to San Luis
To meet the Huicholes
Who sometimes come down that way.

We traveled at night
From Mexico to San Luis
And upon arriving at the station
The sun was about to rise.

Real de Catorce
That's what that place is called
From there we saw the mountain
That we wanted to climb.

The next day very early
We started to climb
To the burned mountain
That's what they call it around here.

And he acted as our guide
Because he knows the place
And as the daylight faded
We could barely make it.

And we saw the valley
When the sun was setting
When night fell
We found a Huichol.

We tried to make a fire
But it didn't light up
Tino tried to open a can
But he forgot.

Then he took out a harmonica
The stars with their light
And that's how we spent the night
All singing the blues.

And we saw the valley
When the sun was rising
And we haven't seen again
Our Huichol friend.