Costa de Oaxaca

If one day I get lost
Look for me in Mazunte
Oaxaca Coast
Don't suffer for me, little one
I carry you deeply in my soul
I find myself thinking about my old man
Every day a little while passes
When I feel the pinch, a mezcalito calms it
If they thought I was dead
Let them toast
And say their prayers
They are not wrong, I think
Even if it's in a low voice
If you let me, I'll tell you a secret
I've asked for your side of the bed
And I painted a half moon on the ceiling
Like my sister used to do
Like my sister used to do
I'm going to lie down on the undergrowth
To watch the hours pass by
To seek a halo of firmness
And calm
No, I don't have your nature
And I've started four hundred letters
Here everything, even if it doesn't seem like it
Moves forward
If you let me, I'll tell you a secret
I don't dare to pick up the guitar
The other night I wrote a song
That didn't talk about anything
That didn't talk about anything
I'm going to lie down on the undergrowth
To watch the hours pass by
To seek a halo of firmness
And calm
No, I don't have your nature
And I've started four hundred letters
Here everything, even if it doesn't seem like it
Moves forward