The many hot peppers that grow in Mexico the blood of the heroes who died fighting for Mexico's independence the democratic power that lies in the hands of the Mexican people the robe of Santa María de Concepción

in the dark you call me from the darkness you called me i recognized your voice you recognized my neighbor for here i said you where you are dad i do not see you here i am here and i am afraid you said not my son wait i have you where are you this dark i do not see anything i have fear do not be afraid, son, right now, i'm coming soon, papa, i'm waiting for you, a father cries out to his son