Oh, my baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, just say goodbye Oh, now baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, at least we tried At least we tried to make it But in these days, I'm so confused Oh, my love, at least we had it Let me hold on to you Oh, my baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, just say goodbye Oh, now baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, at least we tried At least, we tried but we lost it I will remember How you stood there and you smilling And you smile there with me Oh, my baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, just say goodbye Oh, now baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, at least we tried Oh, my baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, just say goodbye, say goodbye Oh, now baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, at least we tried, oh Oh, my baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, just say goodbye Goodbye my baby, don't cry Oh, my babe, at least we tried, whoa

I need a place to go Yeah, that's what you told me So I went to your house To try to find you in your room Why can't I find you now? Walking along tonight Wishing you were still here Wishing things were alright We tried, oh yeah We tried and we died Oh yeah, we died We tried, oh yeah We tried and we died Oh yeah, we died We took down the icicles The way it melts in your hand You told me you loved me At an age I didn't understand I didn't understand Walking along tonight Wishing you were still here Wishing things were alright We tried, oh yeah We tried and we died Oh yeah, we died We tried, oh yeah We tried and we died Oh yeah, we died Where will we go When we get old? Where will we go When we get old? We tried, oh yeah We tried and we died Oh yeah, we died We tried, oh yeah We tried and we died Oh yeah, we died We tried, oh yeah We tried and we died Oh yeah, we died We tried, oh yeah We tried

Mata-sanos practicantes, Del emplasto fabricantes, Güisachines del lugar, Estudiantes En sonora carcajada Porrumpid. Ja. Ja. Sobre los hediondos males De la patria, arrojad flores Ya que no sois liberales Ni menos conservadores: Malos bichos sin conciencia Que la apresan en sus dientes Y la chupan inclementes La fuerza de su existencia. Mata-sanos practicantes, Del emplasto fabricantes, Güisachines del lugar, Chocadores en sonara carcajada Porrumpid. Ja. Ja. Reid de los liberales Y de los conservadores. Nuestro quetzal espantado Por un ideal que no existe Se puso las de hule al prado Más mudo, pelado y triste; Y en su lugar erigieron Cinco extinguidos volcanes, Que un cinco también se hundireron Bajo rudos ya (taganes). Mata-sanos practicantes, Del emplasto fabricantes, Güisachines del lugar, Hermanitos en sonora carcajada Porrumpid. Ja. Ja. Reid de los volcancitos Y del choteado quetzal. Contemplad los militares Que en la paz carrera hicieron; Vuestros jueces a millares Que la justicia vendieron; Vuestros curas monigotes Que comercian con el credo Y patrioteros con brotes De farsa, interés y miedo. Mata-sanos practicantes, Del emplasto fabricantes, Güisachines del lugar, Malcriadotes En sonora carcajada Porrumpid. Ja. Ja. Reid de la clerigalla, Reid de los chafarotes. Patria, palabrota añeja Por los largos explotada; Hoy la patria es una vieja Que está desacreditada. No vale ni cuatro reales En este país de traidores; La venden los liberales Como los conservadores. Mata-sanos practicantes, Del emplasto fabricantes, Güisachines del lugar, Muchachada De la patria derrengada Riamos. Ja. Ja.