Zapata Se Queda

It's three in the morning
They say a saint is in pain
Softly I hear it saying
Walk slowly, oh mama
Walk slowly

My dream tells me: Don't go
My legs tell me just a little
And when I realize, darn
I move little by little, oh mama
I move little by little

Is it you, Zapata
That I hear here
With your eternal light
That I saw in your eyes

In my mind I hear
It tells me like this
In my mind I hear
It tells me like this

Through the shadow of the jungle
A shot was heard
And a black rooster fell
By a miracle in the street

If you say you love me
With all your heart
And you leave with me
We raise dust

Ay ay ay ay
When I dream of you
The serene is drawn
Along my path

Ay ay ay ay
When I dream of you
There is neither fear nor doubt
About my destiny