I heard Woodrow Wilson's gunsI heard Maria cryingLate last night I heard the newsThat Veracruz was dyingVeracruz was dyingSomeone called Maria's nameI swear it was my father's voiceSaying, "If you stay you'll all be slainYou must leave now Take the servants and ride westKeep the child close to your chestWhen the American troops withdrawLet Zapata take the rest"I heard Woodrow Wilson's gunsI heard Maria callingSaying, "Veracruz is dyingAnd Cuernavaca's falling"Aquel dia yo jure (On that day I sworeHacia el puerto volvere To the port I will returnAunque el destino cambio mi vida Even though destiny changed my lifeEn Veracruz morire In Veracruz I shall dieAquel dia yo jure On that day I swore)I heard Woodrow Wilson's gunsI heard them in the harborSaying, "Veracruz is dying.
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