Oh my lovenHere in our darkest hournIt is you, my desert flowernThat I am dreaming ofnWe're up to our neck in foreign soilnWe are the sacramental spoilsnAnd they love to chokenThe rivers with my brothers' blood nnWe have given our bodiesnTo the Mexican armynBut my heart and soul nBelong to you my lovenSo let the enemy gunsnCut me to ribbonsnFor my eternal soulnWill know the way back homennSobreviviendonSin sangre en mi cuerponEra amor de suenosnSomos los terriblesnnAnd I have given my bodynTo the Mexican armynBut my heart and soul nBelong to you my lovenSo let the enemy gunsnCut me to ribbonsnFor my eternal soulnWill know the way back homennSobreviviendonSin sangre mi cuerponEse amor dolorosonSomos los terriblesnn(Note: See comments for alternate Spanish transliteration)